Page 73 of Rogue Villain

I grit my teeth, willing the pounding in my chest to ease so that I can regain some level of control. But it seems my willpower has vanished along with my restraint, because before I know what I’m doing, I’ve snaked a hand out to grab her ankle, tugging her closer to the edge of the bed as she squeals.

Before she can say or do anything other than cry out, I’m kneeling over her, straddling her latex-covered hips as I pin her wrists to the mattress. Leaning closer, our noses are almost touching when I hiss, “Do you realize what could have happened to you? What he would havedonehad I not stepped in?”

“I didn’t know—”

I increase my grip on her wrists, pressing my forehead to hers. “Youknewthose areas were off-limits. Youknewyour actions were against the rules, and you did it anyway.”

She bucks her hips, crying out in frustration when she can’t throw me off.

“Why did you do it, little bird?”

“Get the fuck off me, asshole.”

She jerks her hips once more before attempting to tug her wrists from my iron hold.

“Get.Off.” She hisses her demand through gritted teeth, only encouraging me to increase my grip.

Until suddenly, realizing that I’m not going anywhere, she goes deathly still, her glistening eyes spearing mine as I lean even closer.

“Why, Wren?” My question is a bare whisper across her lips.

“Because…” She swallows roughly, her eyes fixed on mine. A plethora of emotion assaults my body as I await her next words, scarcely daring to breathe until she murmurs, “I wanted you to finallyseeme. The way I see you.”

Her breath hitches, and her eyes pierce me as she continues. “To want me the way I want you.”

Her admission hangs between us for long moments as I weigh the raw honesty in her words. In those eyes that spear me down to my very marrow.

Our breaths mingle as we both pant heavily, Wren’s chest rising and falling beneath the red latex dress. “Iseeyou, Vaughn.Allof you. And Iwantyou because of how you make me feel. Safe, empowered, sexy,freeto be who I want to be.”

My forehead furrows as my eyes flick between hers, her brave, vulnerable words just about cleaving a hole in my chest. “I want you to lower those walls enough for me to slip through. Enough to take what we both want. What we both need.”

She gently dusts her soft lips across mine, and I stiffen as she pulls back, piercing me with wise eyes. “Ineedyou so fucking much, I think I’ll die if I can’t have you.”

I can’t think clearly. I can’t see past anything other than this moment.

This woman.

And the desire to take her for my very own.

Her eyes widen when I hoarsely growl, “Fuck it.”

And it’s with her beautiful words echoing in my ears that I slam my lips to hers, invading the warm depths of her mouth when she gasps at my invasion.

I slide my tongue against hers, making her whimper, and she arches against me, wriggling helplessly beneath my attentions.

Our tongues undulate against one another in a fast rhythm that makes me pump my hips into her quivering stomach, earning me another blissful cry.

We kiss for long minutes, working each other into a frenzy. I release her wrists to palm her cheeks, pulling back for a beat to find her pleasure-hazy, heavy-lidded eyes before taking her mouth once more.

I run my tongue along the seam of her lips, coaxing them open to take her mouth in a far more leisurely kiss, as though we have all the time in the world. My dick thumps against my suit pants as my tongue dips into Wren’s soft mouth.

Arms wrapping around my neck, she holds me close as she sighs blissfully when I deepen the kiss, taking things slower and driving us both to new heights.

Until my cell ringing in my pocket shatters the moment, and I forcibly pull myself away, stumbling to a stand to answer roughly.

“What the fuck is wrong?”

Ford’s deep tone finds my ears. “Everything is taken care of down here. And extra security will be in place in case of backlash.”

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