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“Can he still get me as his Player? Is that possible? What lengths will he go to in rewriting the games to catch me?” Tremors shook my hands as anger and fear took over. I had to step away from Laurence, who was looking at me with pity. It wasn’t helping. I didn’twantto be pitied. “This isinsane,” I shouted, throwing my hands in the air, feeling at a loss for what to do. I’m already on this island surrounded by people who don’t have my best interests in mind.
I’m trapped.
Panic twisted itself in knots in my chest.
Laurence took a step closer, and I quickly took a step back. “Blue,” he said, the word riddled with pain.
“Don’t take one step closer,” I said, the tears spilling over as I held up a hand, backing away. “How do I know you’re not working with them? Workingagainstme? How do I know you’re not part of this elaborate setup to imprison the women who are involved in their crimes?”
Laurence dropped the hand he was reaching out to me back to his side. His expression turned deadly serious, his eyes burning with intention as he said, “Because I have your best interests in mind. I did the moment I saw you step foot on the island.”
“How can I believe you?” My voice shook, and I cursed my own fear, my own tears. I swore I’d never let men see me cry.
“I can give you some explanation, some excuse for why you shouldn’t categorize me with the rest of the Echelon Society, but instead…” He swallows, and hesitates before taking a step toward me. “Instead, I’m going to ask you to trust me.”
“Trust you?” I choke out, but as he nears me to get within touching distance, I feel my resolve start to melt away. I don’t want to be distanced from him anymore. I want to trust him more than anything.
He stops two paces away from me, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity I’m not sure I can handle, but there was something honest in them. Something that, despite my reservations, I felt as being unerringly true in my gut. “Yes,” he said with an intensity that matched his eyes. “You can trust me, Blue.”
This time, when he takes a step toward me, I don’t run from him. I let him close the space between us until the lines of our bodies are pressed against each other with no space left to go. He runs his knuckles along my jaw like he did during our kiss, ourfirstkiss.
I wanted a second so desperately.
His looks pained as he asks in a whisper, “Can I kiss you?”
Blinking up at him through the tears which had come to a halt, I breathe, “Yes.”
The world melts away the moment our lips meet, just like the room and the audience did during the game. I was no longer on an island entrapped by a secret society made of billionaires whose second nature was blackmail and lying. I didn’t believe that Laurence was a part of them.
I took a risk, and I let myself fall into his trust.
He had done nothing but prove himself.
I ran my hands up his chest until they were wrapped around his neck, his height forcing me to stretch up onto my tiptoes to reach as his mouth encompassed mine, dragging me down into pleasure andheat. The warmth of his mouth on mine was so enticing I couldn’t help but taste his lips with my tongue, which only welcomed him to drag his tongue along mine. I moaned into his mouth, and he mimicked the sound.
Next thing I knew, my feet were off the ground as he hoisted my legs, guiding them easily around his waist. I felt his strong grip on me like a beacon in a storm, and I leaned in further, deeper, and craved him to be deep inside me.
He read my mind as he carried me over to the bed, where we never lost contact, bodies pressed together. He stayed between my legs like it was the place he was designed to be. I have never been surer of anything than that truth, especially as he removed my lingerie, piece by piece, with desperateneed. He hooked his fingers around my panties and slid them down my legs, leaving me bare beneath him as he towered above me between my legs.
Sitting up, I slipped the first button of his shirt free. “This needs to come off,” I say, just as desperate as him to feel more of him. As I undo the buttons of his shirt, he undoes his belt, tugging it through the belt loops in one quickthwip. He discards it quickly, moving to the button of his pants just as I finish his shirt.
I’ve never been more desperate for someone to be inside me. Towering over me, he pushes me down onto the bed, and kisses me with a passion unlike the kiss we shared in the game, or the one that led to this moment…
Nipping at my throat, he leads a trail downward to my tits, where he takes my nipple in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.
“Fuck,” I moan, running my fingers in his hair. His pants are still on, but I can feel how hard he is between my legs as he rubsagainst me. He bites down on the tender flesh and I whimper. “Don’t tease me Laurence.” He pulls away, desire spilling from his eyes. “Fuck me,please.”
“Anything for you.” Laurence pulls back and removes his pants and underwear quickly, his impressive length springing free. Before he can crawl back on top of me, I halt him with a hand to his chest and grab his cock. Meeting his gaze, I begin to stroke. His eyes flutter closed. “I’ve dreamt about what your hands would feel like on me for a long time, Blue.”
I trace one hand down his chiseled abdomen as I stroke him with the other. His gaze turns feral as he pushes me back on the bed again.
“But not as much as what it would feel like to be inside you.”
His head presses up against my entrance and I buck my hips to get him inside me. He’s teasing me again, and I hate and love it.
Grabbing his hips, trying to pull him inside me, I beg, “Please.”
“So wet for me already,” he teases me again, rubbing his length along my slit. “You’re so pretty when you beg. Do it again for me.”
