Page 106 of The Devil's Heir
"Mm, I needed that, pauper, thank you." He nuzzles his nose against my neck.
"Is that the only reason you summoned me?" I ask, giggling when his hot breath tickles a sensitive area.
"No. That was just a little bonus for me. Lonzo has invited us to dine with them this evening. Joey's fiancé will be there, and Lonzo thinks the two of you will get along well enough."
"Oh, okay. What's her name?"
"Genie or Gina. I don't really remember, just that it starts with a G."
I chuckle. "Your best friend is engaged, and you don't know her name?"
"Yeah, well, Joey isn't happy about it. His father contracted the marriage. My friend is a player; he's always fucking a new woman every other night, so it's hard to keep track of names."
"That's awful!" I gasp.
Jarek only shrugs. "He'll be faithful once the vows are exchanged."
I feel bad for this woman. Does she even know that he's sleeping with others when he's promised to her? Not that I believe in arranged marriages, but I know they happen. Still, having one in place and finding out that your promised is sleeping with many women can't sit too well with her. Not unless she's doing the same.
Now I'm curious to know who this woman is. I can leave the house for this. I'll only be going in the car and then Lonzo's house. Besides, I'll be with Jarek; he'll surely protect me.
"Is there anything in particular that you would like me to wear?" I ask, knowing that he likes to pick my outfits for certain occasions.
"Mm, well, I'd love nothing more than to have you naked, but since we will be in public, I think you should wear that little black number with the open back."
I don't know how he gets my pulse racing just by saying little things like that, but he does. Now, with my whacked-out hormones, my libido is through the roof.
"When do we leave?" I ask breathlessly.
He knows what he's done to me and gives me his wicked little grin. "In about an hour. Does that give me time to make you come before you get ready?" Jarek presses tiny kisses to my neck.
"Um, no. I should probably go get ready," I pant.
"Fine, but leave the panties behind. I want full access to this beautiful pussy," he rasps in my ear as he cups my sex.
"Jarek, I can't—"
"I said, leave the panties behind," Jarek cuts me off. "If you wear them, I will only tear them off. So, save yourself the trouble."
"Okay," I say submissively, and he smiles.
Brushing his lips across mine once more, he then lifts me to my feet and taps my ass.
"Go get ready before I change my mind and take you right here," he growls playfully.
I hurry out of his office, smiling back to our room. I'm actually looking forward to dinner tonight. Maybe, just maybe, I'll surprise Jarek and start something he will have to finish. I can't believe I'm having such wicked thoughts, but then again, look who I've been hanging around.
Jarek whistles as I walk out of the bathroom. He's just pulling on his suit jacket when I step out, and he pauses.
"Turn around for me, pauper. Let me admire the beauty of it all."
Smiling, I make a slow turn, showing off my bare back before turning to face him again. It's a simple black satin dress with a scoop neckline, spaghetti straps, and a plunging back.
"Mm, no bra either. That means you're completely naked under that dress, doesn't it?" Jarek licks his lips as he adjusts himself. "Fuck—this is going to be a long night."
"Just don't think about it, Mr. Falcon."
"How the hell am I not supposed to think about it when every time I look at you, the thought pops into my mind!"
