Page 195 of Merciless

“I guess I’ll just have to take your word for it.”

“You will. Hungry?”

“Starving.”

Unable to stop myself, I cup her cheek and lower my lips to hers, stealing a quick yet filthy kiss.

My cell buzzes in my pocket and I laugh, forcing her to pull back.

“What’s so funny?” she sulks.

Pulling my cell out, I light it up and hold it between us, already predicting what I’m going to find.

“If you needed any more evidence that he’s always watching, then there it is.”

Reid: I said bring her up for dinner, not eat her for dinner.

“Now there’s an idea. Maybe I should lay you out on the dining table and have you for my main course. What do you think, Boss?” I ask, looking up at the camera. “You wanna share her with me?”

Alana whimpers, letting me know that she’d be totally onboard with that plan.

“Filthy little dove,” I tease before my cell buzzes again.

Reid: Do as you’re told, you irritating prick.

“Uh-oh, someone’s in trouble.”

"Standard. He’d be bored if I toed the line all the time. Come on.”

With her hand clasped in mine, I tug her from her cell and toward the stairs.

It’s not until we’re halfway up, I realize she’s trembling.

“Dove,” I say, looking back. “Are you scared?”

Her large blue eyes meet mine and it’s all the answer I need.

“It’s just us and a curry dish. It’s not really that scary, is it?”

Whatever thoughts are spinning around her head don’t leave her mouth. I want to push her, but I also know that it’s probably not the best idea.

I do know what is though.

Moving faster, we emerge through the hidden door, and no sooner have I closed it behind us do I slam her back against it.

“Julian, what are you—”

I claim her lips as I hook her thigh up around my waist.

She melts for me almost instantly. Her body relaxes and her muscles turn to jelly as she kisses me back just as passionately as I do her.

Sliding my hand down her thigh, I palm her ass. Squeezing until she yelps in pain.

“Are you wet for me, little dove?” I murmur into our kiss.

She doesn’t answer me. She doesn’t need to. The way her hips are desperately grinding against me, searching for more is all I need.

Lifting my hand from the wall beside her head, I slip it between our bodies and straight between her legs.

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