Page 89 of The Assassin's Dancer
“Yes!” she whispers. Her eyes roll back while I rub against her clit through her stockings. “Please, I need you now.”
Something primal snaps within me. Yanking down her bloomers, I growl as they catch on the tight ribbons of her dance shoes, so I tear them off her feet and toss them aside along with her undergarments.
When I look back, all the air leaves my throat. She’s completely soaked. With her skirt flipped up I can see everything. And now I’m fucking starving.
Shoving down my breeches, my cock slaps against her dripping folds. I grab her thighs, and in one long thrust I impale into her.
Ruby squeals as I hold back a groan.
“Remember what I said, Princess,” I hiss, dragging my cock in and out of her heat. “Don’t scream unless you want an audience.”
Ruby slaps her palms over her mouth, and I chuckle as she attempts to muffle the symphony of moans behind her hand. In truth she needn’t worry. I’d kill anyone before they saw my princess like this. But I won’t tell her that tonight. It’s too much fun to watch her squirm.
As I pump faster, I begin to feel that familiar pressure building in my cock. There’s no way I’m finishing with her just yet, so I slow my thrusts and drop onto my elbows, running soft kisses down her neck.
Ruby leans into me, murmuring softly. “Please, faster, Kaz.” She rocks her hips against mine.
“So needy,” I tease. “But you’re not the one in control here. Remember who won hide and seek?” I slide my hands down to grip her hips, holding them in place.
Ruby snarls as my deep, slow thrusts fill her. But even though she’s moaning, I can tell she’s frustrated. While I’m busy holding her hips, I barely notice her pulling my shoulders to her lips until she bites down hard on my neck.
“Shit.” I jump back.
Ruby cackles as I yank my cock out of her and bring a hand to my neck.
“Now who’s the vampire?” she giggles.
So that’s how you want to play…
Smirking, I lift my shirt over my head before tossing it aside. Ruby’s laughter slows as her gaze pans over me hungrily, but I don’t give her what she wants. Instead, I shove my cock back into my breeches and stand up.
“What are you doing?” she demands, propping herself up onto her elbows.
Ignoring her, I swipe up one of her pointe shoes and march over to a chaise longue. The plush chair groans as I relax into it. “Maybe I’m just tired already,” I sigh, trying not to smile at her obvious frustration.
Ruby narrows her eyes, but the moment she reaches down to touch herself, I click my tongue.
“No touching what’s mine, Ruby.”
“Are you serious?” she huffs.
My lips twitch. “Take off your dance gown.”
“What?”
“You heard me,” I say, leaning forward. “Take it off and let me see those pretty tits.” I grin. “And then maybe, if you behave, I’ll let you have my cock again.”
Ruby swallows. Heat blooms over her neck and cheeks, but that doesn’t stop her loosening the front laces on her gown. After a little fumbling, she pushes to her feet and the gown slides down her bare body.
“Fuck,” I whisper. I’ll never get over the sight of her. Those subtle curves, toned legs, and that face… Even when she’s scowling she’s damn sexy.
“On your knees, Princess,” I say, voice hungry.
Ruby drops to her knees.
“Good girl.” My cock stirs. “Now crawl to me.”
Ruby flinches. “What?”
