Page 28 of Falcon's Prey

To my surprise, she opened her eyes and looked at me. They were still hazy from whatever she’d taken, but her lust for me was right there. Slowly, she opened her legs more, giving me a perfect view. She inserted her fingers one by one and started to move her hips. The sound of her fingers and wet heat caused my dick to grow painfully hard.

What was she doing to me?

“Ren,” she moaned again, and I wanted nothing more than to have her bouncing in my lap as I thrust into her. “Ren.”

She threw her head back, and I knew she was close to coming.

“Look at me,” I demanded.

The mirror worked as a barrier; it was enough for both of us to look, but not close enough to see each other’s soul. Ember looked at my reflection as she came, her mouth open to a silent moan, and I wanted to hear her scream. My chest was rising and falling I held on to the steering wheel, watching her as she leaned up to me.

She didn’t say anything, but she gave me a playful smile. I was about to ask her what she wanted when she shoved her three fingers in my mouth.

She tasted phenomenal. I grabbed her wrist and sucked her fingers, aware I had crossed a line with her.

“Here, let me wash the nastiness out of your mouth.”

I started to turn to see what the fuck Ember was up to when cold champagne hit my face.

“Fucking bitch,” I murmured.

Ember got out of the Maybach and started to run toward the elevator. She was smiling, starting to flick me off, when I used all my strength to make sure the door didn’t close in my face.

My heart spikedup like it did when I unleashed my darkness. It was something that had never happened before, certainly not with a woman I wanted to fuck. Right now, I wanted to fuck Ember, but I also wanted to hurt her. I could practically hear Pam telling me I needed to chill the fuck down.

I grinned when I made it through the elevator door. Even in her fucked-up state, Ember knew she was in trouble. Fucking with her was half the fun. I undid the knot in my tie as I cocked my head to smirk at her.

“What have I told you about underestimating me?”

Ember stayed quiet. She bit her lip, then tilted her chin and looked at me defiantly.

Oh, she wanted to play it like that? Fine by me. I removed the tie that I was forced to wear for tonight’s special dinner. I stalked to her and smiled; she had nowhere to go.

“You’re weak, Ember,” I said and saw fire behind her eyes.

She didn’t like to be reminded of it. She knew it, and it drove her crazy with rage.

“You’re like a scared little girl.”

Her chin lifted, and she gave me a smirk. “You didn’t seem to think I was a scared little girl when you were sucking on my fingers.”

One last step and I was right in front of her. The air crackled with rage, violence, and lust. I reached a hand to grip her hip, testing her barriers, and stopped myself from grinning when she allowed it.

“You act out in hopes people will notice you.” One of my legs came between hers. “Some attention is better than no attention.” I leaned in, my face almost touching hers. “You are so weak, Ember, you get off on the smallest amount of affection.”

She was just about to respond when I shoved the tie that had been at my neck in her mouth. The black silk tie was in a nice little ball, and Ember gagged on it. With one hand in her mouth and the other on her waist, I picked her up and set her on my thigh and started to move her. I could still feel her wet pussy from earlier.

“I bet I can make you come like this,” I whispered as I shoved the tie deeper. She started to get red from the lack of oxygen and the orgasm that was threatening to come.

I turned my head to see that we were almost at the penthouse. In one second, I removed the tie and let her go. Ember dropped to the floor, holding on to her throat as she took in a breath. When I felt the sway of the elevator, a signal that the doors were going to open, I threw the wet tie at her feet.

“Probably tasted better than your fingers.”

When the elevator dinged, I stepped out and waited by the door for Ember to do the same. She had composed herself and passed me without a backward glance. The entrance to the penthouse opened when I nodded toward the camera. Standing in the foyer was Sam, and for a second, I felt unease thinking he might have seen what had happened in the elevator. It was reckless on my part, but when I was in a rage, I couldn’t think straight. That would fuck with my plans.

“Sam.” I broke the tension.

Sam looked at Ember, who just walked straight to her room without a word. Playing things off, I shrugged. My ability to lie was uncanny. To be honest, it wasn’t hard when you hardly gave a fuck.

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