Page 30 of Secrets & Desires
“Iwouldlike.” Livia grinned at him. “I like the thought of wearing the leather gear for you, you restraining me as you fuck me.Dominatingme.”
“Damn, woman.” Nox nodded down to his cock, which was getting hard again. “You’re not going to let me have any sleep tonight,areyou?”
Livia laughed, rolling him onto his back and straddling him, guiding him inside of her. She gave a shuddering moan as she impaled herself on him. “I honestly could stay like this forever,” she said as she began to ride him. “Talk dirty to me, Nox. Tell me whatyoulike.”
He cupped her breasts as they jiggled with her motion. “I like your beautiful tits,” he said, “so pillowy and plump. I sometimes think of them when I’m at work, just imagining putting my mouth on each pink nipple and sucking them until you scream. I think of your hot, tight cunt, my tongue, my fingers, my cock exploring it as you clench yourmuscles.”
He pinched her clit as she began to moan, her speed picking up. “God, Nox, yes…that’s thestuff…”
“I imagine pressing you up against a cold stone wall someplace public, and just fucking you until people wonder what the screaming is. Or clearing off a table in the restaurant and ripping that cute little waitress dress off you, fucking you in front of all those people. Watching them admire yourperfectbody…”
Livia cried out as she came, so turned on by his talk, but Nox was enjoying himself. “I want to fuck you like an animal, Livia. I always dream that you’ve forgotten your panties just so that I can take you at anytime, anywhereIwant…”
“I’m yours, Nox, for always, foralways…”
Her cry brought him to climax and he shot his load deep into her belly, her vaginal muscles clenching him, milking him as she gazed down at him, looking so ethereally beautiful his heart seemed to grow. “God, I love you, LiviaChatelaine.”
And she bent down to kiss him again, and there was no more talking for the rest of thenight.
Roan lookedat the girl sitting in the passenger seat of his car and tried to smile. “I’m sorryaboutthis.”
God, why had he picked such a young one? Someone who didn’t know the game. Instead, there were tears in her big blue eyes and he hated that it was him who had put themthere.
“Pia, I’m sorry. It’s my fault, I should never have picked you up that day.” He tipped her chin to his. “Listen, you’re beautiful. There’s probably already a queue of people who would love to be with you, and I guarantee they’ll all be a lot better for you than me. I’m broken, Pia. I’m not a goodperson.”
“But I wasfalling—”
“No. Don’t say that. You’re too young to know whatloveis.”
She suddenly opened the door of his car and got out.Uh-oh.This wasn’t a good idea. It was past midnight and the city was no place for a girl like Pia at night. He got out and called to her. “Pia, get inthecar.”
“Screwyou.”
He sighed. Would it be easier to let her walk away? Yes. It wasn’t like she could threaten to tell Odelle—she would just shrug and say, “What else is new?” And, after all, he was doing what Odelle had asked him to do. Say goodbye to all his side pieces.Probably stop referring to women as side pieces too,he thought to himself reproachfully. He definitely shouldn’t have started up with Pia. “Just let me driveyouhome.”
“No.Go. I only live two blocks from here, anyway.” She stopped and looked back at him, and her expression was resigned. “Go, Roan. It’s okay. I won’t tell anyoneaboutus.”
She stalked off and disappeared around the corner. Roan stood arguing with himself then followed her. By the time he got to the corner, shewasgone.
“Shit.”
Too late. He couldn’t exactly blame her if she ran to Odelle, or even Nox. Nox would be more problematic—he would not approve of Roan seeing his nineteen-year-old assistant. Roan wanted to convince Nox he was responsible? Thiswasn’tthe way todoit.
“Shit.” He said again, and got back intohiscar.
Pia waiteduntil she heard his car start up and go before she ducked out of the doorway. She didn’t want him to know that her home wasn’t two blocks away, but a few miles. Still, she could walk it. Maybe it would get some of her humiliation out. She stalked along, her long legs carrying her easily. The night was cool, and she tugged her coat around herselftightly.
God, what the hell had she been thinking, sleeping with Roan Saintmarc? The dude was a walking man whore, everyone knew it. But, Pia had to admit, it bought her some cache in her peer group. Sandor wasn’t showing any signs of interest, unless you counted paternally—ugh—so when Roan put the moves on her, she went along with it. And he was a spectacular lay, she had to admit. She did wonder if he guessed she had been a virgin, but he never said. At least she could finally say she’d gotten rid of herv-card.
She sniggered to herself. Telling him she’d been falling in love with him…no way. She just wanted to make him feel bad for dumping her. And it hadworked.Good.
As she turned into the next street, she heard the step behind her. Turning, she realized the man’s head was blocking the streetlight and was in shadow. He grabbed her throat and thrust her back hard against the wall, his other hand covering her scream offright.
He’s going torapeme…
But the attacker made no attempt to lift her skirt, or grope her. For a millisecond she didn’t know what the hell he wanted, then she felt it. The pain. A knife being brutally and repeatedly thrust into her stomach.Oh god, please,no…no…
She felt her legs give way and she slumped to the ground. Her killer crouched next to her, ripping open the tattered dress and stabbing her again. As Pia bled out, she managed to croakout, “Why?”
