His grip on her thigh tightened, and he moved his fingers up. He could feel the heat of her through her underwear, and just knowing she wanted this drove him mad, spurring on his own pleasure.
Lora’s movements quickened, and he groaned into her shoulder, his eyes fluttering shut in bliss. Pushing her underwear to the side, he touched her more deeply. She urged him on, moving against his hand as she kept the rhythm of her own hand on him.
She was beautiful.
She was irresistible.
She wasfire.
Eyden captured her lips once more, tugging at her lower lip, drawing a moan from her lips as he pushed a finger inside her, copying the rhythm she’d set.
His free hand curved around the back of her head, deepening the press of his mouth on hers. Lora’s tongue ran across his, searing hot. He let out a sound at the back of his throat that seemed to encourage her even more. She switched up her tempo, driving him absolutely, deliciously mad. He copied her drive, his fingers gliding over her, in her, until a shattered cry left her lips.
Eyden couldn’t hold on much longer. It was too fucking good. Lora must have sensed it. Her tempo increased as she broke their kiss. She met his gaze briefly, her eyes flaring as if telling him to let go. And that fucking look did him in completely. He came fast, panting as his head dropped against hers.
His hand on her stilled as he caught his breath.
Lora drew back her hand, and Eyden quickly handed her a handkerchief from his pocket. She grinned at him, almost shyly now, and started to scoot off the table as she turned away. He clutched her hips, holding her in place.
“I’m not done with you,” he said, his voice somewhere between desperate and determined.
Gripping Lora’s waist, Eyden pulled her from the desk, making her stand. He pulled on her underwear, and she didn’t object as he dragged it down her legs—all the while watching her, taking in the anticipation in her eyes.
He let a devilish grin spread on his face as he knelt before her and pulled the leg with the slit in the dress closer to him, kissing a path up her thigh.
Lora watched him, mesmerised. Every time he thought she couldn’t get more attractive, she proved him wrong. Eyden turned her leg, his lips moving to her inner thigh, and Lora’s hands moved to grab the table behind her. The impulse to taste her took over his every thought.
His grin widened at the desire in her eyes when he hooked her leg over his shoulder. Not giving her a warning, he ran his tongue across the centre of her. Lora arched her back, her head falling back as a deep sound of pleasure escaped her lips. That fucking sound was nothing short of breathtaking.
She shuddered against him as his tongue claimed the most private part of her. Lora moved her hips against him frantically, and he gave her every bit of pleasure she deserved. Her hands dove into his hair, keeping him there.
Eyden moved his tongue until her body tensed, trembling all over. He felt her go over the edge as she moaned his name. Riding out her pleasure, Eyden kept his grip on her until her body relaxed.
Reluctantly, he set her leg back on the ground and stood up, adjusting himself as he straightened his trousers. Lora was still leaning against the table as if she didn’t trust her legs to keep her upright.
Pulling at her dress, she let it flow down her unsteady legs. “That was…” Lora started before her eyes looked up at him. Eyden ran his tongue over his bottom lip, the taste of her still on his lips, and he didn’t miss how Lora tracked the movement, her words lost.
“Not a mistake,” Eyden finished. Please don’t say it was a mistake.They both knew it wasn’t. Yet something was still holding her back.
Lora remained silent. He tried to communicate with his eyes, to urge her to stop switching games. No more denial. It was torture.
Her gaze drifted to the clock on the wall. “Shit. It’s almost eleven. We need to go.”
She quickly sheathed her dagger again, put her mask on, and rushed to the door.
“Wait,” Eyden said, grabbing his own mask.
Lora stopped at the door; she didn’t look at him. “Eyden, whatever this was…let’s not discuss it now, okay?” She turned to look at him, and he wiped the disappointment from his face as he buttoned his shirt.
Why had she built this wall around herself? They had both lied in the past. She was the one who had said so. Had she lost faith in him because he hadn’t been able to save her? Why was she so fixated on staying here? It didn’t make any fucking sense. She clearly wanted this. Or was it only physical attraction to her?
It wasn’t for him. But duty called, putting their game on hold. Eyden wasn’t sure if he had won or lost this round.
“Okay then,” he said, grabbing the remaining clothes from the floor. He pulled on his jacket as he moved towards her. Lora tracked his movements with a vacant look in her eyes that broke a part of his heart. Stopping next to her, he held out her missing piece of clothing—her underwear. “But you might want this back.”
Chapter28
Elyssa
