Page 53 of Brutal Sin

Bryan disconnected the call and pocketed the cell. Ten seconds passed before the first text message vibrated from his back pocket. Then another and another.

FuckingLeo.

The squeak of the apartment building door disturbed the night air, and he lifted his gaze to find Ella’s familiar silhouette exiting the lobby. The outside lights bore down on her, giving him an unforgiving view of the skin-tight red dress that ensured no man would need the use of his imagination tonight.

Her blonde hair danced over her shoulders, along with a white scarf trailing into the deep-V of her cleavage revealing a mass of creamy skin, while her cherry-stained lips matched her seductive stiletto heels. But it was her eyes that slayed him, and the nervous sweep of her lashes, exposing the slightest need for validation as she approached.

“You’re late,” he muttered.

“You’re lucky I’m here atall.”

Her stride didn’t falter as he pushed from the car and opened the passenger door. “If you didn’t show, I would’ve figured out a way into your building and dragged you out myself.”

“I know. That’s the only reason Icame.”

“Sure it is.” He didn’t believe her for a second. Not when she’d gone to so much effort to look drop-dead gorgeous. Every inch of her made his cock fill with interest. Especially those heels.

If he were the one taking this woman home tonight, he’d make sure those shoes remained firmly in place while he sank between those thighs. She’d be splayed across his bed, completely naked, all bar those ruby, fuck-me stilettos.

And hadn’t that image just given his dick the green-light to adolescence.

“Nice heels,” he grunted.

“Thanks. You look good, too.” Her sarcasm was flamboyant, letting him know his compliment about her shoes was far from worthy. “I like the suit. I bet it’s a carbon copy of every other one you’ve worn for the last five years.”

He beat back a grin. “You can’t ditch a classic.”

She stopped in front of him, placing her hand-held clutch to her hip. “No. But it wouldn’t hurt to change things up a bit. You’re starting to look like a control freak with the constant stiff-suit ensemble.”

Stiff suit? Control freak?

She had noidea.

He stepped toward her, hovering close, dragging her sweet scent of lust and beauty deep into his lungs. “You ain’t seen nothin’, sweetheart. Imagine how wet those panties would get if you had a full dose of my control.”

She chuckled, batting away his arrogance with a sly tilt of her lips. “Well, we better not test that theory.” She pushed past him, pausing to whisper, “Because I’m not wearing any panties.”

He snapped his mouth shut and took the sucker punch to his balls head on. She was messing with him. He knew it. She knewit.

It didn’t stop his gaze from landing on her ass in search of a panty line, though. A non-existent pantyline.

Get a fuckinggrip.

He wasn’t going there. Not tonight.

“Get in.” He made his way around the car and yanked open hisdoor.

This excursion was about teaching her how to read men. To determine the wheat from the chaff. The sexually experienced from the ignorant.

She needed to trust him, not only to get her laid, but to change her mind about the demonstration night. Time was running out, along with his patience, and there was no way he could miss next Thursday’s session in the Vault. He needed to be between those sordid walls. He craved the grounding. The connection.

And, if he was being honest, he wanted to see if the image of Ella, naked and in front of a crowd, was as perfect in real life as it was in hismind.

If he fucked her now, his limp-dick insurance policy would steal all that away from him. The class wouldn’t run with the enthusiasm it deserved. His interest in her would plummet, if not vanish entirely. There’d be no buzz. No thrill.

He’d make a fool of themboth.

This constant state of arousal around her would work much more favorably. His intuition would be flawless with his current level of interest. All he had to do was keep riding this wave of erection-inducing torture until next week. Then he’d reward himself with one hot and heavy fuck and be done withher.

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