Page 96 of Kings & Corruption

He dropped slow kisses at the corners of my mouth, pausing to lick at my lower lip before diving in for another kiss. And this time, there was nothing slow about it. His tongue was feverish, pillaging my mouth with fierce strokes that sent licks of fire through my body.

“No fair,” he said against my mouth. “You have too many clothes on.”

I bit his lip and he favored me with a lascivious grin as I stripped off my T-shirt.

“Easy enough to fix,” I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and pressing against him.

“Not good enough,” he said, unclasping my bra with one hand.

It fell away and he pulled it out from between our bodies and tossed it aside.

Then he did the last thing I expected: he leaned back to grab his camera from the nightstand.

I covered my boobs by reflex. “What are you doing?”

He snapped a quick picture and put the camera back on the nightstand. “Don’t worry. It’s just for me. I want to remember the way you look right before I fuck you for the first time.”

I forgot about it a second later when he stretched out on top of me, the sudden skin-on-skin contact enough to send a shiver of ecstasy down my spine.

“I’m not sure I like how easy that was for you that bra removal,” I said, tipping my head back as he trailed kisses down my throat.

His laugh was a sexy rumble I felt in my chest.

“Getting jealous on me, tiger?”

“No.” It was a lie, but I wasn’t in the right state of mind to analyze the fact that I wanted to pull out the hair of any girl who’d ever touched Oscar before me.

“Liar,” he said, laughing and pinching one of my nipples between his fingers until I gasped. “It’s okay. I want you to be jealous.”

“You do?” I was surprised I could say anything around the panting of my breath, the need that was pulsing through my veins like a fucking drumbeat. “Why?”

“Because I’ll tell you right now I’m going to annihilate anyone who puts their hands on you after this.” He murmured the words against my tit, then sucked my nipple into his mouth.

A strangled moan escaped my throat. “What about Rock?”

Maybe I shouldn’t have said it. Not now. Not while Oscar was sucking my tit and preparing to fuck me.

But he didn’t seem to mind.

“I’ll let him live if we fuck you together.”

A fresh wave of desire coursed through my body, and I slid my hands into his hair and tightened my fingers around the silky dark locks. His tongue stud and lip piercing were doing crazy things to my nipple, sending a steady stream of heat to my pussy that made me feel like I was on fire from the inside out.

“Fuck,” he said, lifting his head, “I want to look at you.”

I gasped in surprise when he shoved me back on the bed.

I fell into the pictures scattered on the comforter. “Your pictures…”

“I have copies,” he said, advancing on me.

“What a creeper,” I said, grinning up at him.

“When it comes to you, tiger, you have no idea.”

Hmmm… that sounded intriguing.

He bent down and unfastened my jeans, then slid them off my hips, taking my underwear along with them. I tried not to think about the fact that only a few hours before, I’d wanted Neo to fuck me on the road against the Maserati.

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