Page 36 of Darkest Desire
A scowl crosses her face. “No.”
“Oh, good then. So why does it matter if I go back in there?”
“What were you doing in there? Before you heard me calling for you? Were you hunting another woman? Were you…”
“Was I what? You’re going to have to be more specific.” I stalk towards her and to Sasha’s credit, she stands her ground.
“Were you in the middle of…”
“Spit it out, honey. I don’t have all day.”
“Fine.” She rolls her eyes. “Were you hunting a woman? Were you going to have sex with another woman?”
“What if it was a man?”
She squints at me for a second. “Was it a man?”
“No. It wasn’t a man. I wasn’t hunting anybody. I wasn’t having sex with anybody. I was watching. Watching my guests enjoy themselves.”
“Have you thrown this event before?”
“Many times.”
“And in the past…”
I place my hands on her hips and give them a squeeze. “Yes. I’ve hunted other women and fucked them right in my maze. But I’m a married man now. The only woman I want to fuck is you.”
“That’s a relief,” she mutters, clearly being sarcastic. I can’t wait to stick my cock into her mouth one day. But I enjoy her feistiness too much to make her be quiet. “I hate to break it to you, Nico, but if you’re planning on only being with me, you’re going to be waiting a long time.”
“How long?”
“You’re going to die before you ever get to touch me.”
“I’m touching you now.” I give her waist another squeeze to remind her of it. As if on cue, she blushes.
“That’s not what I mean.”
“Then you need to be more clear. If you’re saying you’ll never let me fuck you, then so be it. But I’m confident I won’t have to wait until I die. You’re going to give in to me sooner or later.”
“Later being the key word. Never, actually.”
I tilt her chin up and give her a quick kiss on the lips. Sasha gasps and leans back. “It’s cute that you think that. But you’ll want me eventually.”
“You’re full of yourself.”
“Soon you’ll be full of me.”
She wrinkles her nose. “Gross.”
I let her go with a laugh and head to the door. “Stay in here the rest of the night. And for the record, how did you get out?”
“I’m not telling you that.”
“Maybe I’ll have to spank you again to get the information out of you.”
“I’m not afraid of you.” I can tell she’s trying to be brave but she can’t hide the slight quiver in her voice.
“Have a fun night in our room, Sasha. Do not leave again.” I can feel her eyes on me as I walk away and I make a point of not looking back.
