Page 63 of Paradise Descent


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Clara.

She wore the most fucking ridiculous pink, velvet bikini I’d ever seen. It was just two strips of ruched fabric over her breasts and pussy. Tied with a few fucking pieces of string.

And it was soaking wet, stuck to her like a second skin. I could see the faint outline of her hard nipples under the velvet and when I flicked my gaze down, I saw the crease of her vagina.

And if I could see it, so could everyone else.

Blood rushed in all different directions, confused about whether it should be in my head or my groin. My entire body locked as I watched in horror as she marched up to me and put her hand out.

“Room key,” she demanded. “Please.”

I didn’t want to make a scene, but I couldn’t just hand over the key and go back to a room full of men who had all seen her almost naked. The entire room was full of sharks and they were eating her alive with their eyes.

I cleared my throat, keeping my face blank. Then, a tempered smile locked in place, I took off my jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

She narrowed her eyes at me. I bent so I could whisper in her ear.

“Get your ass upstairs to my suite,” I said. “Now.”

I’d never spoken to her like that before. Ever.

Her eyes widened, wiping that smug expression from her face. Her mouth pushed together in a mutinous pout. She knew she was in trouble and I could see the regret in her eyes.

She turned on her heel and practically ran from the room. I passed Vincent my drink.

“Excuse me,” I said, teeth gritted.

“Shit,” he said softly.

Avoiding dozens of stares, I walked through the crowd and turned the corner into the hallway. She’d taken off the jacket and she was walking fast towards the back exit.

“Clara,” I snapped.

She paused, glancing over her shoulder. Her hair was wet and it stuck to her upper back.

“I said, my suite.”

She hesitated.

I clicked my fingers, pointing at my door. “My suite. Walk. Now.”

She obeyed, her head down. I shut the door and flicked the lock.

Dead silence fell.

I’d never felt more conflicting emotions in my life. She had embarrassed me in front of people who mattered. Perhaps she’d endangered some of my business deals.

But none of that hit me as hard as the realization that I wanted to pull down her wet bikini bottom, bend her over, and spank her ass until she begged for…what?

For me to stop?

For me to fuck her?

My palm itched and I clenched my fist. Her eyes were big and she was chewing the inside of her mouth. I could tell it was finally hitting her that I was actually upset.

She was also playing me. Making puppy eyes, big and round with wet lashes.

“Merrick,” she whispered.

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