Page 75 of Cruel Saint

“Right…,” Melanie drew out, glancing toward Gideon. “You go rest.” She gave me an exaggerated wink.

I playfully swatted her.

“Have a good evening, sweetie.” Mama squeezed me tightly. “And have fun,” she whispered.

I wasn’t sure whether to be embarrassed or grateful I had a mom who supported what I planned to do tonight.

And it wasn’t sleep.

After I said a quick goodbye to everyone, promising to meet them for breakfast, I started in Gideon’s direction.

The air crackled with electricity as I approached, my pulse quickening with every step. It had only been a few hours since his hands had been on my body, but it felt like an eternity.

“Ms. Prescott,” he greeted smoothly.

“Mr. Saint,” I replied in a flirtatious tone. “I hope you enjoyed your evening.”

“I did.” He narrowed his gaze at me. “Not as much as I enjoyed my afternoon, though. I found my company during dinner somewhat lacking.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. I do hope your luck changes and the rest of your evening is much more…enjoyable.”

His jaw ticked as it always did whenever he struggled to control himself. “Oh, I’m counting on that, Ms. Prescott.”

I bit my lower lip, the way he looked at me causing moisture to pool between my thighs. It didn’t help I wasn’t wearing any panties. Not because it was a slim-fitting dress, as was the case at my birthday party.

But because I knew it drove Gideon wild.

“After you,” Gideon said when the elevator doors slid open, allowing me to enter in front of him.

The doors hadn’t even been closed for a second before he looped an arm around me, tugging me against his hard and firm body.

“About that change of luck…”

Then he slammed his mouth against mine.

ChapterTwenty-Six

Gideon

“How did I go so long without this?” Imogene struggled to catch her breath as she clung to me, her body still trembling from the orgasm I just treated her to.

The sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow over her flushed cheeks and tousled hair, her lips swollen and skin slick with sweat.

I hadn’t expected her to knock on my door this morning. I’d left her less than an hour ago so she could have breakfast with her parents while I got ready for today’s tournament. I’d barely had the door cracked open to ask what she was doing here when she pushed her way inside and slammed her lips against mine.

She was impossible to resist.

Especially when I dragged my hand up her leg and learned she hadn’t been wearing any panties underneath her sundress.

It made me even more desperate to have her.

In a flash, my plans for the morning went out the window, like check in with Henry to make sure everything for today was still proceeding as planned.

With Imogene’s body against mine, all my worries disappeared, my only thought that of losing myself in her.

“I don’t know,” I replied, covering her mouth with mine. “But I’ll do everything to make sure you don’t go too long without a good fucking again.”

“You’d take that upon yourself?” She smirked, running her fingers through my hair.

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