Page 69 of Ruthless Villain


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His wild inky curls accentuate sharp cheekbones and the angles of his chiseled face, giving him that dark menacing edge, while his black sweater and slacks make him look as untamed as he is sexy. Like pure sin decanted into a dark fantasy.

The sight of him is so captivating it delivers a lethal dose of heat wrapped with desire to my body, and I’m little more than the moth to a burning flame waiting to be consumed.

I take a moment to process the vision of him and truly acknowledge the meaning of this visit.

It’s a sign of ruthless defiance to my father, the man who objected to us seeing each other.

Luc Le Blanche not only got onto my father’s property but he’s made it into my bedroom completely undetected, and my father and mother are downstairs, none the wiser.

And what is he here to do to me?

As if he can read my mind, he comes closer in silence, keeping his gaze riveted to mine.

I do the same as if attached to a magnet.

We stop a breath away, wrapped in the blanket of that wild attraction I first felt when I met him, then it’s as if we’re both afraid to speak. Just in case the sound of our voices shatters the haze of this forbidden moment.

I inhale that scent of him which I missed like oxygen to my lungs, and he reaches out to touch my face, making my heart race.

“Luc,” I mutter his name, keeping my voice below a whisper.

“Shh, baby.”

He places a finger to his lips then slips his hand behind my head and his lips crash down onto mine, giving me a breathless kiss that infuses my body with pleasure.

My God.His full lips on mine are a heavenly treat I never thought I’d experience again. I savor the feeling, this moment, this wild encounter. Him.

I press my hands to the hard wall of his chest and he slips his arms around my waist, pinning me to him with such a force it crushes my breasts.

I gasp and he takes advantage of that moment to sweep his tongue over mine, deepening the kiss. Kissing me harder with such raw possession hot shivers ripple through my body like the waves of the sea in a storm. It’s like I’ve been waiting for this moment forever.

Luc’s kiss consumes me, siphoning the bad away. The grief, the pain, the fear.

I feel alive again. The same way I did in Vegas.

This moment we’re stealing from reality is risky as hell but I feel too good to care. I kiss him back with the same recklessneed, pressing into the hard bulge of his erection when it jabs into my belly.

Luc groans, deep and low. It’s the sound of raw male pleasure and creates a symphony of triumph in my soul. Tracing the definition of his hard muscles, I take the moment to acknowledge I did that to him.

Him—Luc Le Blanche, the hockey god people worship and puck bunnies spend their days fantasizing about. He’s not with any of them now. He’s here with me.

The only thing I have to be jealous of is time. As the seconds tick by, time gets away from us and the riskier this moment becomes.

“Take your clothes off for me, Venus.” He speaks in a low husky voice against my lips, clearing away my worries about the time we have.

Luc pulls away to look at me, revealing undiluted lust in his eyes. The moonlight is just bright enough to see it.

I don’t have to think. I pull my dress over my head, leaving just my bra, panties, and ballet pumps on.

I keep my eyes on him as I take off my bra and watch how that desire in his eyes darkens when my breasts spill out and bobble.

I’m about to take off my panties, but he stops me and decides to do it himself.

I bite back a smile and watch him crouch down to roll the black lace down my legs. He slips it off and my shoes, too, leaving me naked.

He stands and touches my mouth, running his thumb over my lips. “Tonight, we play,” he whispers. “Is that okay with you?”

“Yes,” I breathe, desperate for him to touch me again andplay.

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