Page 36 of Ruthless Reign

“Watch the show,” I instruct. “Imagine it's me doing all those filthy things to your body." I suck one of her earlobes into my mouth just as I slide a finger inside of her.

She stiffens momentarily but then throws her head back and moans. Her pussy walls grip my finger, and the way her tight heat would grip my cock… Shit, I don’t think I’d last more than a few minutes.

"That's right," I coax her, making sure my thumb is still pressing against her swollen clit. "Let yourself go. Come for me."

Holy fuck, she’s not the only one about to let go. My balls are tighter than a steel knot, and with the head of my cock pushing tight against the crook of her ass, I’m a man on the verge.

Her eyes fall closed, and she takes an unsteady breath as I hit the right rhythm. From not too far away, it sounds like we’re not the only ones hitting our climax. Her pussy throbs against my touch, and soon after, I feel her body tense as her orgasm builds.

Hearing her little cries and feeling her squirm in my arms, I don’t have it in my to hold off anymore. With a final flick to her clit, I bring her ass flush again my cock and rut into her with a groan. Feeling the cum trickling out of her and over my fingers sets me off. The tingling deep in my balls is the only warning I get before I flood my underwear.

“Motherfucker,” I bite out.

I shut my eyes and struggle to steady my breath as Liza melts into my arms. I don’t think she realizes that she just made me explode in my pants like a damn teenager.

I should be fucking mortified. I should be repentant—after all, I just made my business partner’s soon-to-be wife come all over my hand.

But I’m neither of these things. In fact, I feel like a million bucks.

The show is still in full swing, which means we have a few more minutes before we need to find Kira.

Liza turns in my arms to look up at me, her eyes wide and confused like she can’t believe what she just did.

But I can.

“I just came from rubbing myself on your perfect body.”

Her jaw swings open.

I reach my hand in my pants and swipe a finger through the pool of cum gathered in my underwear, then smear the wetness over her lips.

She looks startled but doesn’t move; she doesn’t even dare breathe.

“You look perfect with my cum on your lips,” I whisper and then hold her head in place to run my tongue over her plump, beautifully parted mouth.

She pulls away. “We can’t— This was … a mistake.”

“Don’t worry, milaya.” I give her a cold smile. “This will remain our little secret.”

She won’t look at me while she smooths down her dress and runs her fingers through her hair to put herself back together again. A beautiful pink flush stains her cheeks, but I’m sure most people will mistake it for the glow of arousal that most of the patrons are sporting.

“Find Kira,” I instruct. “I’ll meet you both at the front.”

She nods and scurries away.

I know I’m playing with fire, in a situation where I can’t afford to get burned.

It’s fine; this was just a one-time thing. A loss of control for both of us. If you go to a sex club, you are sure to sin.

I send Feliks a text to bring the car out to the front entrance.

I need to get back to the hotel, shower, fix a fucking drink, and do everything in my power to forget the sound Liza makes when she comes and the taste of my seed on her skin.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

LIZA

I don’t sleep a wink. Instead, I sit by the windowsill, staring at the drizzly, empty streets below. My mind races, stuck on a loop.

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