Page 94 of Sold to Her Enemy

“Good, it’s not see through.”

“I checked,” Mckenna smiles. “Anything else I need?”

“Are you trying to find out where we’re going?”

“Maybe.” she blinks at me, a sly smile on her face.

I cup her nape and bring her in for a taste. Her lip gloss is sticky on my lips, but I can’t resist nibbling her bottom lip.

“My driver is waiting for us. Come on,” I say. I take her hand in mine, and we walk together downstairs. It feels so right to hold this woman’s hand. Finally, after all the years I spent lusting after her, she is mine.

I hope she feels the same way.

19 MCKENNA

Iwant to lean my head against Adrian’s shoulder, but I stop myself as the car makes a turn.

I feel like Cinderella, and I’m well aware that the clock is counting down.

Adrian places his palm on my thigh, slowly slides it lower underneath my dress. The heat of his hand spreads warmth across my bare skin.

“Sir, I…” I stop at his raised eyebrow. There’s so much I want to say, but I’m not sure if I can put all my uncertainty into words.

“Stop thinking, Mckenna. Isn’t it a nice view?”

I gasp as he slides a finger into my folds, swallowing my cry of surprise. The day is sunny, the river is sparkling. As we turn onto the highway, I try to figure out where we are going.

“Yes, the river looks pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you are, my hellion,” he murmurs close to my ear. His warm breath makes me shiver.

I clutch his arm as he rubs my clit while his other fingers are hooked in just the right spot. He curls a finger, making me propel forward.

“Give it to me. Be a good girl and come for me.”

I don’t want to get off in the back of the car because I’m worried about being overheard by the driver.

But he works his fingers in gentle, smooth strokes, and the heat in his dark eyes burns through me.

I can get lost in this man. In the power he commands in the world and the power he wields over me.

That scares me.

I don’t want to get lost. I’ve put my dreams on hold long enough.

He spreads his fingers, concentrating on circling my clit, adding more pressure.

His fingers pump inside me, driving my pleasure higher, until it uncoils, the orgasm rocking through me with flaming heat, burning my body.

“Good girl.” Adrian grabs my wrist, presses his fingers to my lips. Am I kidding myself by thinking I can walk away from this man?

I squirm on the seat, and I open my mouth. He drags his fingers across my tongue, and I taste my own saltiness.

I don’t know if I can forgive him for what he did to my father. It might be fine now, as we’re just together, giving into the lust that’s simmered between us all these years, but what happens when he leaves his socks on the floor? Or he comes home late without telling letting me know he’s going to be late? Or I smell perfume on his collar? Am I going to be able to leave the past where it belongs and not dredge it up to hurt him?

Anxiety swirls in my gut, wondering if we can actually make a future work between us.

“You’re thinking again. Do I need to give you another orgasm?” Adrian brushes his lips against mine, but I stay where I am, straight back against the buttery car upholstery.

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