Page 181 of Brutal Savage

“I’m so glad you’re not wearing one of those colorful suits,” I tease, remembering that awful yellow one he wore.

“Keep talking and I might just change.” He leans over to kiss me on my temple, and my heart skips a beat.

I’d return the favor, except I know I’d smear my burgundy lipstick all over him.

“What’s inside?” I glance down at the box. “Got me a diamond necklace to go along with these diamond studs?”

I finger one. The four-carat earrings he got me earlier today complement this dress nicely.

“Even better.” He smirks devilishly, and I instantly know he’s up to something.

I play with my hair, twirling it around my finger, a fluttery feeling weighing in my stomach.

“Nervous?” His thumb rolls over the outline of my jaw.

“Nope.” I raise my chin.

Just keep a brave face, Elara. Whatever is inside that box can’t be that bad.

I’m sure he’s not trying to pay me back for my little pranks. I mean, he hasn’t tried yet. He probably forgot all about that whole erectile dysfunction fiasco…

“You should be a little afraid.” He grazes his knuckles down the side of my throat, my pulse speeding up from his touch. “I warned you, remember?” His fingertips roll down my chest, stopping right above my breasts. “I told you I’d pay you back for that little prank you played.”

Crap.

Crap!

“I would’ve let the suits slide.” His palm rolls back up, until he’s got his hand wrapped around my throat. “But the other thing….” He shakes his head, mouth tugging on one side.

“Oh…that…” I shiver with a nervous laugh, my stomach turning to knots. “I was hoping you forgot.” I throw my arms over his shoulders. “Aren’t we past all that? I mean, you did kidnap me. Maybe you can forgive me?”

He chuckles deep in his chest, lips drawing nearer, hovering right before mine. “I see what you’re trying to do, Mrs. Quinn.”

He uses his free palm to cup my behind and squeeze my body to his. And it’s then I feel him hard and heavy.

“Is it working?” I whisper, growing aroused at the feel of his cock.

He shakes his head, his mouth curving playfully.

I love seeing this side of him. Fun and carefree. Though right now, I’m a tad terrified of what this “fun” entails.

He moves back. “Ready to see what I bought you?”

“Not exactly.” I grimace with a shaky voice.

He laughs, opening the box, and when I stare down into it, I grow confused.

“You got me panties?” A black lace thong lies inside.

“Not just any panties.” He picks it up, and beneath it is a small egg-shaped…toy.

Oh, fuck…

My eyes widen, backing up a step. “Tynan, please. I mean, this looks fun, but not tonight. Not while we’re at the party.”

I know vibrating panties when I see them. He’s going to drive me insane all night long.

What have I done? If only I could go back to Elara from days ago so I could warn her of this.

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