Page 103 of Lethal Legacy

I can feel exactly how ready she is. How impatient.

I kick the door of my room open and throw her down on the bed.

She eyes me beneath lowered lashes as I shuck off my jacket and T-shirt, biting her lip as her eyes travel over my chest, down toward the buttoned opening of my leathers.

I can read the naked need in her eyes, in the way those delicious lips part, her teeth scraping over the lower one. I revel in it.

The memory of those lips on my cock has been haunting me for fucking days.

I kick off my boots. “On your knees.”

Her breath hitches, and her eyes glaze over. She obeys as if she’s hypnotized, crawling down the bed toward me, her eyes locked on my shaft. I unbutton my leathers and her pupils dilate, her breath coming short.

I release myself and she moans, coming to her knees on the edge of the bed in a voluptuous, sensual movement, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips as her mouth moves toward my shaft.

“Not yet.”

“Oh!”

Her eyes close, her whole body frozen and quivering. A sadistic part of me wants to keep her there, frustrated and needy.

Except I know that isn’t what she wants. What she needs.

And despite a deep desire to punish the living shit out of her, tonight is about leaving Lucia in no doubt that I understand exactly what she wants and needs. That I’m theonlyperson who understands.

And the only one who can give it to her.

This penthouse, and my bed, are the end of the road. The place where the running stops and her secrets are laid bare.

I tip her chin up. “Look at me.”

Her eyes open. There’s no trace of the shield that lay over them yesterday afternoon, no shadow of fear or murky secrecy. There’s nothing in the topaz depths but simple, naked desire and soft, delicious submission.

“I will always come for you, Lucia.” I part her lips with my thumb, tracing the lower lip that haunts my every dream. “Never doubt that.” My eyes lock on hers. “Never doubtme.”

Her eyes glisten, then close. Her chin makes a tiny movement in my hand as she nods.

“Good.”

I step away, and her eyes fly open.

Her breasts are thrust toward me, nipples pressing against the silk. The panties are dark beneath her slit, soaked with her arousal.

Her teeth scrape across her lower lip, her eyes limpid as she waits on my command.

I’ve never seen anything so fucking hot in my life.

“Take your clothes off.” My voice is a low growl.

Her body shivers like a current of electricity just ran through it. She obeys immediately, pulling the lace over her head, revealing her gorgeous tits and rosy, swollen nipples. Her panties slide over the peach of her ass, and she kicks them aside.

“Knees apart.”

She gasps, her eyes locked on my dick. When she spreads open for me, her lips are puffy and slick with need.

“Open your mouth.”

Her eyes flutter closed, and her tongue licks the wet fullness of her lower lip as she does as she’s told. I slide my shaft between her lips.

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