Page 112 of Seducer

“More scotch?” she asked and suddenly rose to her feet. But not before I noticed the mischievous look in her eyes. “Or are you corporate types determined to get to work bright and early?”

She didn’t truly understand what my hunt would entail and I didn’t want her to learn. “Right now, neither one of us is going anywhere. I hope you understand that.”

“But I have a really mean big boss. He’ll be angry with me for not coming in.” She grabbed my glass, scooting off the couch. “I need to be on my best behavior.”

My cock was suddenly strained. She was still determined to become a candidate. I had to give her credit. Her world could be falling apart, but she still wanted to better herself and her brother.

I rose to my feet, sauntering closer. “What are you doing, my wild kitty?”

“Who, me?”

“You’re trying to ply me with seduction.” As she poured the drinks, I brushed hair from around her shoulders.

“I wouldn’t do that. You made it perfectly clear the game is not going forward. However, I’m determined to prove to you that I’m worthy of winning the ultimate prize even if it takes me a year to get there.”

“Perhaps your idea of a prize and mine are different.”

“Perhaps.”

“I happen to know, sweet Sara, since you became my prize over two weeks ago.”

She shuddered and all I could think about was ravaging her.

I walked around her, tracing a single finger along her arm to her shoulder, tickling the back of her neck before sliding it along her spine to the crack of her ass. When I gathered the hem of her dress in my fingers, I heard the catch in her voice.

She didn’t move until I rubbed the rough pad of my thumb in a circle on her bottom. As she tipped her head, she pursed her stained lips. “I’m thinking you don’t know what I’m made of.”

“Perhaps you’re right, but that’s about to change.” I took my time inhaling her sweet perfume as I rolled my thumb down the crack of her ass. Using my knee to ease her legs apart, I was rewarded with Sara arching her back. Her excitement was easy to read. This was a toxic if not exhilarating continuation of an incredible forbidden romance.

But who was I to care about playing by the rules? She didn’t either.

I slipped my hand between her legs, savoring the warmth and wetness. Her breathing was as rapid as when I’d caught her in the woods hours before, and I enjoyed the way she dragged just the tip of her tongue across her bottom lip.

She was a sweet seductress hidden behind layers of pretense. Yet I’d seen through her shield, sparking the creativity and boldness.

As well as her raging desire.

She was a born submissive.

She hadn’t been provided with lingerie. I preferred when she wore nothing under her clothes. The hindrance was unnecessary. I was almost instantly rewarded with a husky whimper, deep and throaty as she concentrated on trying to eliminate the intense jolt of electricity. That wasn’t possible.

We were meant to be together.

I rubbed my thumb around her clit, taking my time doing so. There was no need to rush. The game had been concluded. At least for the night. A smirk crossed my face. She’d attempt to alter the ending and I couldn’t wait to see what she did.

And what she managed to accomplish.

Sara attempted to remain unfazed, her body rigid as I rubbed her pussy. I’d already learned every inch of her body, discovering where and how to make her the happiest. Yet every time I touched her, I learned something new.

I held my breath as she lolled her head. Her beauty was unequaled. She’d brought me back to life. She’d ceremoniously made living exciting again.

In return, I’d protected her.

I’d made her feel as alive as I’d become.

I’d warded off evil for her.

I’d killed for her. And I’d do it again.

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