Her eyelids fluttered; long, dark eyelashes skimming against her cheeks, the light flush of her skin a powerful draw. I swirled my thumb aimlessly around her clit until the little nub was swollen from arousal.
"Oh..."
I tugged on her shorts until I managed to force them to the floor, lifting her and kicking them away with ease. Then I pressed her legs apart, running my fingers along the inside of her thigh.
She bucked, whimpering from every touch, tossing her head back and forth. "You may take my body, but you will never have my heart."
If she thought the words were profound, she was wrong. I wasn't in this for a love affair. I let her go long enough to wrap my hands around the rounded collar of her shirt, easily ripping the thin material.
Gasping, she shoved me with all her might, prepared to issue a hard punch to the kidneys. Roaring, I lifted her into the air, slapping her against the wall and opening her legs wide.
She was shocked at my actions, slapping hard against my shoulders then clinging to me as she took deep and ragged breaths. "Oh, God. Oh... You're horrible, a monster."
"You're right." I planted her thighs on my shoulders and leaned in, drinking in her intense aroma. Her pussy was glistening, leaking down both inner thighs. I dragged my tongue along the softest part of her leg, relishing in the sweet flavor of her.
"You can't. You just..."
I watched as her eyes closed, the same beautiful pout remaining on her luscious lips. My thirst required quenching. I had to taste her again and again. I kept her aloft as I buried my face into her wetness, licking up and down, sucking on her clit.
Her struggling slowly changed, wiggling in my hold as I ravaged her pussy, taking my time to lick and nip her tender tissue, thrusting my tongue all the way inside. She spread wide open for me, her pussy lips yielding to my brutal actions.
With every swipe of my tongue, her breathing changed, the guttural sounds becoming purrs. I focused on pleasing her, driving her to the brink of ecstasy then pulling back. I slid my other fingers down between her rounded bottom, toying with her sweet little asshole. I couldn't get enough of her, juice now slickening my entire face.
"Yes. Yes..." She tightened her legs around me, one hand slapping against the wall and arching her back.
I adored her actions, the way her body craved more. As I sucked on her clit, I could tell she was close to coming. With one hard thrust of my thumb into her puckered hole, she jerked away from the wall with a scattered scream.
"Fuck! Oh, yes... I need to come. Please. Please!" Her begging only fueled my fire, encouraging me to drive my tongue inside her tight pussy in a ravaging manner. She was so wet, staining my tongue with her cream.
I swallowed every drop of sweet liquid before pulling back once again, brushing my lips across her quivering thigh. "I can bring you absolute bliss or blinding pain. I think you need both." I pressed my thumb all the way inside her asshole, wiggling until I hit the tight muscle. Every part of her was tightening up, both denying and dragging my finger in further. "Are you going to be a good little girl?"
She bit her lip, straining against me. The single word tumbled out of her mouth. "Yes."
I resumed licking and sucking, sliding my tongue up and down the length of her pussy in a perfectly orchestrated rhythm. My eyes were closed, images of all the vile things I wanted to do to her swarming my mind. I was lightheaded, my cock aching as it pressed viciously against the zipper of my pants. It wouldn't be long until I took her, shoving my cock so deep that she would be forced to scream.
She tossed her head back and forth, digging her nails into my shoulders. There wasn't a portion of her body that wasn't shaking. She'd almost reached the pinnacle of a perfect climax.
The second I bit down on her clit, sucking the tender tissue into my mouth, she exploded in a frenzy.
"Yes. Yes. Oh!" Squealing, she froze, arching her back. Mouth open. Eyes closed.
The single climax shifted into something much more, her body bucking and swaying as she came hard and fast.
And I was there to lick up every drop.
Limp, her body covered in goosebumps, she hung her head. "Mmm..." The purring sounds became a powerful aphrodisiac, creating a ripple of adrenaline, a craving for something more.
Only when she stopped shaking did I toss her over my shoulder, moving toward the bar and grabbing the gun before walking out of the room. I took my time heading for the bedroom I'd claimed as my own. It was only fitting that I'd take her in every manner in my kingdom. I snickered at the thought. Perhaps she could be my queen.
I'd had my share of beautiful women over the years, although I'd placed more emphasis on work than relationships. There'd only been one who'd stolen my heart, crushing it within months. Another reason I'd loathed the family I'd grown up in. Few women could handle the concept of constant danger.
Francesca no longer struggled or attempted to push me aside. When I eased her onto the bed, peering down at her, the look she had in her glistening eyes held more questions than fear. She moved to a sitting position, twirling a strand of hair around her finger as she watched me intently.
I was careful to place the guns in close proximity, also making certain she noticed what I was doing. If she continued to play a game, I'd have no choice but to secure her in a more severe manner. While something I didn't want to do, her continued incarceration and cooperation would decide the outcome of this war.
I peeled the shirt over my head, tossing the unwanted material, never taking my eyes off her. For as assertive as she was, at this moment it was her vulnerability that clawed at my desire, as if she needed protection.
From her would-be husband.
From her father.
From a life of violent crime.
Even from me.
If I were a decent man, I'd pull away, never touching her again. But I wasn't that. I was a carnal bastard who'd gotten everything he'd ever wanted in life.
With a few exceptions.
She slithered off the bed, crawling toward me on her hands and knees, tossing her hair from side to side. I had to admit, I enjoyed the way her hips swiveled, her breasts jiggling in a provocative manner as she came close. Her nipples were hard, ready to be plucked, the color a warm blush in the springtime. Even her pursed mouth held a beautiful tint of rose, succulent and juicy.
When she was between my legs, she gave me another toss of her head before sliding her hands across my shoes, rolling her fingers along my ankles. Very gently she lifted my right leg, tugging until she managed to pitch the loafer against the dresser. She repeated the move on my left foot, purring the very moment the shoe smacked against the expensive piece of furniture.
"So you want to play?" I asked, my cock aching to the point of true pain.
"I love to play, but I think you knew that already." She danced her fingers along my calves, brushing up and down ever so slowly.
"If you play, do so to win." I wasn't buying her sudden adoration. I was no fool, but my hunger was far too significant to put an end to the wicked little tryst. My guard would remain on high alert even as I plunged my cock into her sweet pussy.