Page 104 of Sold to Her Enemy

She moans around my fingers.

The car rolls into the curved driveway, coming to a stop.

I take my hand out of her mouth and wipe my saliva covered knuckles on the back of her cheek.

“Time to play,” I whisper against her ear.

She startles into a laugh.

My driver opens my door, and I come around her side and let her out.

Whistling as if I’m not desperate for this woman, I unlock the door and disable the alarm.

“Last few hours while we are bound by a contract where you are mine, strip Mckenna.”

She licks her lips, stares me right in the eyes, lifts the hem of her dress, and throws it at my face. Her hand clasps over her mouth as she giggles. I bunch the dress up, toss it over my shoulder. “Think you’re a funny girl?”

“Maybe.” tongue out at me. I stalk toward her, keeping my gaze on her pouty lips that are trying not to smile. I grab a fistful of her hair.

“Ow!”

Ignoring her protest, I unclip the front closure of her bra, freeing her breasts.

“Not so funny that you’re going to disobey, right, hellion?” I wrap her hair around my fist and pull upwards, so her throat is exposed. Then I lean down and graze it with my teeth, feeling her pulse jump as my lips brush her soft skin.

“No, Sir.”

“Good answer.” I suck her throat, lapping the bite mark with my tongue, feeling her pulse under my tongue. I want her now, but I’m going to play with her first.

I want to see what she’ll do in these last few moments when she’s wrung out emotionally.

There’s a huge part of me that wants to heap orgasms on her, and I will, but right now? I want to know how much she’ll fight to give me her submission.

Dropping her hair, I point to the floor. “Down, now.”

“Yes, Sir,” she bites her lips but lowers herself to the floor.

“Spread your knees further apart, hellion. Very pretty.” I kick my shoes off. “Put your hands behind your head.”

She glares at me, but follows the order. With her breasts thrust out like this, her body on display for me to look over without the simmering hatred of when she first arrived makes me salivate.

I walk around her in a circle. Stopping at her back, I lift my foot and drag it across her shoulder, around her breast, stopping at her tummy.

“Take off my sock for me.”

She swallows, but keeping her eyes down, she pulls off my sock, her fingers tremble.

“For the rest of our time together, this is how I want you, under me, Mckenna. Tell me, where do you want to be?”

Her eyes are dilated pools of green. “Wherever you want me, Sir.”

I rub my foot along her torso, stopping at the valley between her legs. “Correct answer.”

With the indrawn breath I watch the way all the tension leaves her body, I’m sure she’s slipped into an altered state of mind. “I can smell how wet you are.” Weaving my fingers through her hair, gripping it lightly, guiding her to her feet as I do. “What do you want?” I curse myself as the words leave my mouth because I take her out of the space.

Her eyes narrow, and her hand pushes against my chest.

“I don’t know. You. Freedom,” her tone raises and I need to soothe her, so I cup her face and press a gentle kiss to her mouth.

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