Page 61 of Lord of Ruin
“I assure you that I’ll get it out of you.”
Her laugh was sultry, far too inviting and I couldn’t help myself, cupping her face and bringing it to my level so our lips were just touching.
She dragged her tongue across her bottom lip in such a provocative way that wild horses couldn’t have kept me from kissing her. My sister did know me too well, perhaps better than anyone else in the family, which meant whatever Jenna had been told might help ease the pain of being held without possibility of escape.
I wasn’t certain I cared any longer as I’d laid claim to her.
“Do you have any idea what I’m going to do to you later?” I whispered.
“No. What?” She darted out her tongue, sliding it across the seam of my mouth.
Without hesitation, I pulled it into my mouth, sucking on it before capturing her lips. She wiggled again and my mind went into a complete fog. The young woman had become an expert at teasing me. Yet given I was over a decade older than her, I knew a few tricks of my own, the kind meant for full seduction.
The kiss was explosive as always, the feel of having her in my arms perfect. As if she was meant to sit in my lap.
Once I finally pulled away, I nipped her bottom lip before brushing mine up to her ear. “I’m going to fuck every hole after licking every inch.”
That was all she needed to hear.
Her moan turned into a purr and suddenly, it didn’t seem as if she cared there were two burly men in the SUV.
I noticed Christos grinning in the rearview mirror as he made the turn down the street to the location where we’d enjoy dinner. My reaction? To give him my middle finger. How many times had he counseled me to find that special someone?
And how many times had I reminded him that I already had and because of who and what I was, I’d lost it.
“Now, you need to remove your sexy little thong.”
She jerked back, pressing her palm against my chest, pushing with enough force she almost toppled her body onto the backseat floor. “What?”
“You heard me.”
“We’re going into a public place.”
“Yes, and I want full access to you. Every. Single. Second.”
“Bastard,” she huffed but it was said with a lilt.
“Yes, indeed.”
As she cursed under her breath, she climbed off, rising onto her knees and almost expertly sliding her hands under her dress without exposing herself. It was almost as if my sweet, innocent girl had done this before. Maybe there was more to her badness than I’d realized. My hunger for her skyrocketed.
By the time she managed to wrangle them off, Christos had found a parking spot.
“Give them to me.”
Even in her silk blindfold, she gave me a hard look. I could only imagine what her lovely eyes were doing. Drilling holes into my brain. That would be my guess. She held them out, curling her fingers around the thin elastic so I had to pry the material from her hand.
I took an exaggerated whiff, so she knew what I was doing before shoving them into my pocket.
My two soldiers climbed out first, checking the perimeter and scanning the road outside the restaurant before opening our doors.
She was still cursing as Atlas helped her out, keeping hold of her arm until I walked around the back of the SUV. I buttoned my jacket first, hiding the weapon I had in my pocket. I was certain she’d felt it, surprised when she hadn’t said anything. Maybe she was getting used to the new life she’d entered.
Nah.
Smiling, I pressed one hand on the small of her back, holding her arm with the other. The scents coming from the restaurant were likely to give away the little surprise.
She took a deep whiff as if to prove me right, twisting her head toward me. “Garlic and fresh tomatoes. Onions and… sausage. Wait a minute. Italian?”