Page 16 of Ruthless Villain

He touches my hair again and moves to my ear, his hot breath tickling my skin. “The part where I try to convince you to come back with me to my hotel room.”

“Your… hotel room?” I turn slightly, causing my cheek to brush against his.

He releases a breath. “Yes, so I can fuck you all night.”

Oh. My. God.

My breathing stills then shuts right off, as if someone blocked my airway with a concrete wall.

When I see the raw lust brimming in his eyes, dangerous heat courses through my soul, leaving me breathless.

A flush of intense need rolls across my body, and I shock myself when I acknowledge deep within that I want him to have me.To fuck me all night.

I’m not stupid, so I won’t pretend that I didn’t factor in that he would want sex from me.

Even if I didn’t think that specifically, I don’t imagine anyone could look at this man and not think of sex when he’s literally oozing sex appeal like sweat and looks better than a dream.

“Does that scare you, Venus?” His eyes roam over my face and an uncanny smile inches across his lips as he lifts my hair up to his lips.

“No...” My voice is low and almost faraway.

“No?”

I shake my head slowly and allow my wild curiosity to seize control over my mind. The moment I do, I imagine what spending the night with him could be like.

Thanks to my vivid imagination, I imagine us naked in his bed. I’m pressed up against him and he’s buried deep inside me, pounding into my body.

The image heightens my senses and awakens every cell inside me that’s begging to be touched.

It’s been so long since anyone touched me in such a way, and I really don’t want to remember the last time. I desperately want new memories.

“How would you convince me?” I hear myself say.

I can’t believe I just asked him that but I really want to know.

“Come here.” He lifts his free hand and crooks his finger, beckoning me to move closer.

I do.

He moves toward me, too, and runs his finger along the side of my jaw, then the magnetism of raw attraction takes over and we close the space between us with a hot, hungry, heavenly kiss.

I lose myself in the sensation of having his lips on mine like I’ve been starving for him. I drown in it, wanting the insurgent feeling to take me deeper and pull me under so I can’t come back to reality.

His firm lips coax mine open and he thrashes his tongue over mine, cupping the back of my neck so he can pull me flush against his chest and deepen the kiss.

I moan into his mouth and melt into his hard body, pressing my hand against the corded muscles of his chest. The fire comes next. The flames flick all over me, consuming every cell in their path.

Then suddenly we break apart, and I’m breathing so hard with my heart pounding so loud I wonder if he can hear it.

Can he?

I’ve never kissed a stranger before. I’ve never even considered it. And I never imagined that I’d like it this much and want more, so much more.

Is that wrong?

It doesn’t feel wrong.

“Come with me?” he husks in a deeper sexy voice, rousing the growing wetness between my thighs. “Spend the night with me, Venus.” He brushes his nose against mine.

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