Page 29 of Merciless Sinner

She opened the stainless steel commercial-sized refrigerator that could easily accommodate even the largest of gatherings, pulled out a bottle of wine and set it on the well-used counter.

He could imagine her here at night after a long day of work…

Alex leaned against the doorway and settled in to watch her move as she fussed in the

kitchen she obviously adored. From the placement of the glassware to the location of the bottle opener, she’d created a perfectly efficient space.

When she finally handed him a glass of wine, brushing his fingers with hers, she instantly set his blood to boil.

So as not to offend her, he sipped a small amount of his drink before taking both of their glasses and placing them on the nearby countertop. He had something far more important than a beverage on his mind.

“Come here.”

With her gaze locked to his, she reached for his outstretched hand without hesitation and allowed him to pull her close. For a few quiet seconds he memorized the look in her eyes. Lust with a twinge of nerves. From the unknown he hoped. He also sensed her underlying need. The same thing he picked up from her the first time he’d seen her.

If that wasn’t enough to draw him in, she poked out the tip of her tongue and licked at her lips nervously. That simple and likely unconscious move made his dick go instantly hard. Not that he hadn’t been halfway there since they’d left the party together.

Now, with her skin touching his, a storm brewing in her eyes, and the memory of her screaming into his mouth when her release had hit, he didn’t have a chance in hell of getting rid of his erection. Half or otherwise.

Suddenly he had to see more of her. Reservations be damned. He wanted her naked, wet and completely open and available to him alone. It was time to obliterate the memory of her and Jeremy and replace it with the man who would truly own her.

“Do you remember your safeword?” he asked.

Her body jerked at his question and he bit back a satisfied smile. Her reactions and responses were truly spectacular.

She slowly nodded her head and bit her lip. This time he allowed her silence. He’d offered her an out and she’d chosen not to take it.

Their gazes remained locked as he slowly undressed her. He took off her dress and shoes, mindful to place them neatly on the counter. With no bra or panties to remove, she stood before him bare. Not yet open, but they were getting there.

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her shoulder. He smiled when a small moan escaped her pretty lips. His kitten liked foreplay AND someone in charge.

Duly noted, sweetheart. Duly noted.

He continued a path to the sensitive skin of her neck, leaving a trail of tiny bites as he went. He listened to every hitch of her breath and the small sighs that she couldn’t contain. Each one going straight to his now throbbing dick.

How had this woman not been snatched up at the Glass Kat the moment she strode through its doors? She wasn’t like any of the other women he’d met there. She was a complete innocent compared to the trained and ready to serve women he encountered at the club. Those women were on the hunt for something specific. This one, not so much.

“Where is your bedroom?”

She made a soft noise akin to a protest. He lifted his head and scrutinized her expression. Only the censure he half expected wasn’t there at all. All he could see in her eyes was Fuck Me.

The molten heat simmering between them made her pupils go dark and her body lean in his direction. She might have a case of simple nerves, but the undercurrent running between them made it clear that this would not be a scene like at the club or at the party.

Here in her apartment every move they made felt more intimate. More real. A fact that should have had him heading for the door. Hell, he had no business being with her in her own space in the first place. There was nothing neutral here to keep them both detached. No safety net either. Only his word that he would honor her safeword if she uttered it. A fact, considering the overwhelming urge to overpower her he currently fought, he couldn’t guarantee.

And her potential fear made him all the more desperate to have her all to himself.

Yet another warning sign that she was different. In fact, alarm bells were going off in his mind left and right this week.

Why or how she was different made no sense to him. He still barely knew her.

And yet, the idea that she was very different had taken hold and wouldn’t let go.

“Bedroom?” He repeated, sharpening his tone to bring them both into focus.

Whatever reservations she fought with died quickly as she acquiesced and led him down the hall to the door at the end. His chest tightened as they walked through the darkened space, his eyes focused on her heart shaped backside. Heat radiated through his blood. He practically burned from the inside out to push her back to her knees where she stood and take her from behind.

Hard.

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