The room plunged back into darkness.
I held my breath, listening hard. There wasn’t a sound. He either wasn’t breathing, or he was used to stalking his prey.
A delicious shiver raced down my spine.
I hoped he liked this crazy idea. He wouldn’t be here if he didn’t, right?
Inching forward, I stretched out my hands. Crap, my sight wasn’t adjusting fast enough from the burst of hall light. Why hadn’t I turned on the lamp in the corner? I bit my lip.
The monster was there.
Was he coming for me?
This waiting was an intoxicating type of foreplay, but I was nervous about being caught up here. There wasn’t a good explanation if one of the Grimaldis found us—
My head snapped back as a brutal grasp tugged my hair.
Pain skittered across my scalp, but the hot breath that fanned across my throat turned it into a whisper of pleasure.
“Found you, little bird.”
My breath came in short, quick bursts as the masked devil slid his touch down my front. He’d moved behind me, and I hadn’t even felt him whisper past me in the dark.
“This fecking dress,” he rasped against my pulse.
“Don’t you like it?” I whispered, grabbing a fistful of the material in each hand.
“I do.” He tugged at it, the loose material falling down my chest and the straps sliding down my arms. “Now take. It. Off.”
“Here?” I squeaked.
Sure, I came up here to do stuff. But I thought a quick blow job or a tumble with our clothing on would be safer!
Liams lips pressed behind my ear. “These people aren’t my friends. Fucking my wife in their home would be fitting, no?”
With that kind of logic….
I can’t believe I’m doing this.
Those words chanted through my mind on repeat as I shimmied the material over my hips. It fell away, and I stood in nothing but my panties, since the bodice had enough support that I hadn’t worn a bra.
“On your hands and knees.” Liam tugged my hair while pushing my shoulder in a clear warning. “I’m going to ruin you.”
In the best way possible.
I sank to the ground, still caught in his powerful grasp. There was no point struggling. Liam was a wall of muscle, and I didn’t want to run around naked. Which was unfortunate, because a house like this was made to be chased in.
“I decided that I like the house,” I confessed, arching my back as his gloved touch brushed down the length of my spine.
“Do you now?” he rumbled.
The sound of his zipper opening sent shivers of anticipation straight to my core. Liam slid his cock against the center of my panties. The wetness was obvious, but his groan still made me smile.
My words came out as a purr.
“Yes, we could have fun in a place this big,” I suggested, tipping into him.
With a vicious tug, Liam pulled the panties aside. The tip of his cock pressed against my entrance, and he sank into my heat. I whimpered at the sudden invasion.
