I can’t believe I managed to wait this long. When I shook her hand after the poker game, I almost kissed her right then. Just feeling her soft hand in mine was enough to almost break my self-control.
Because it was fucking sexy that she beat me. For some reason, her cleverness, her fire, and her defiance blend to make an aphrodisiac I can’t fucking resist. Then I had to watch her gloat and laugh in her sexy little dress while I sobered up. And when she went and pulled off that prank shit with the socks…goddamn, all of it just cemented something for me.
I managed to keep my hands off her in the elevator, because I know Nate has access to the security footage. Every second was agony, every word she yelled at me just stoking the fire inside me higher.
Now, I’m done fucking waiting.
I press my tongue against the seam of Pippa’s lips, and a little moan escapes the back of her throat. She opens to me, and finally,finallyI’m tasting her the way I’ve been craving. She’s just as hungry as I am, her tongue and lips moving against mine like she doesn’t want to leave any part of me untouched.
Her hands tear at my shirt, and I yank it over my head so I can feel her hands on my skin.
Pippa drags her fingers over my pecs and down my abs while I kiss her again, shamelessly plundering her mouth with my tongue. Right now, I don’t care if she likes it. I just want to devour this goddamn woman.
Sharp pain jolts through me as Pippa bites my lower lip, hard enough to draw blood. I pull away to look at her, and her red lips are curled into a satisfying, gloating smile.
“You’re going to regret that,” I growl, even as blood pulses through my cock.
“Oh, I very much doubt that.” Her smile widens, making her look exactly like she did when she won that final hand. I know she’s goading me, seeing how far I’m willing to push her. She has no idea how far I’d go to see her come apart for me.
I grab her jaw in my hand, squeezing it hard while I glare down at her.
“Tell me your safeword,” I mutter. “Now.”
Her hazel eyes flash with excitement. “Belladonna.”
Of course. Her goddamn magazine name. “You’re such a workaholic. I swear, I’m going to fuck the work ethic right out of you.”
My lips are back on hers in a second. Her tongue presses against mine and she gasps against me. Her hands move hungrily over my chest, tracing my muscles. “Bend over the table for me,” I order. I spin her body around so her back is against mine, putting my hand between her shoulder blades and shoving her down before she has time to obey my command.
Pippa gasps, writhing against me, and my cock throbs painfully at the feeling of her luscious ass and thighs brushing against it through my jeans.
“I don’t take orders from you.” The argument in weak considering how she’s rolling her ass against my cock, right where I fucking want her.
“Oh, but you will,” I croon. “And you want to know why?”
“Because you’re an arrogant prick?”
I weave my fingers in her hair, pulling until she whimpers sweetly. Then I press her chest down against the table. It’s just tall enough that Pippa has to stand on her toes to keep her feet on the ground.
“Because I know what youneed.I know everything you crave most but are too stubborn to ask for.”
“Sounds like your ego talking.”
I bend over her, letting my bare chest settle against the soft fabric of her dress. Pippa moans as I rock my erection against her.
“Then why aren’t you fighting me?” I murmur in her ear, a smile on my lips. “I’ll tell you why. It’s because you know that I’m going to make you come harder than you’ve ever come in your life.”
She sucks in a breath and her hips push back against my hard cock. “How do I know you’re not all talk?”
“Because I’ve got your panties soaked, and I haven’t even touched that pretty pussy yet.”
“Not true,” Pippa mutters, and I chuckle.
“I’m calling that bluff, Pips.” I flip up her short skirt. Of course, her black stockings are attached to garters because she lives to torture me. A pair of black lacy panties stretches across the curve of her ass.
I shove the fabric to the side, giving me full access to her slick folds. I drag my fingers between her thighs, and they come away glistening.
“Oh fuck.” I shiver. “Not wet?”
