Page 89 of Lord of Vice

Or in the electricity we shared.

Nope. It wasn’t going to happen.

I hummed softly to myself as I dried off, totally prepared to flee the scene, heading inside for some private time.

But as always around the man, tingling sensations tore through me, allowing me to know he was close. Far too close. Just doing something simple like breathing around him was all but impossible.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked in his husky tone, the one that had thrilled me from hearing it the first time in the tiny Italian restaurant.

He spun me around and I was shocked to realize I hadn’t paid any attention to the fact his phone call had ended. He was completely naked outside in the middle of a sunny afternoon. Iwasn’t sure how to take his obvious advances, not frightened but apprehensive of his intentions.

As before, he gripped my neck in a possessive hold, only this time sliding his fingers under my hair to grip the back. Everything about the man screamed possession. He’d removed his sunglasses and even the way his eyes were hooded led me to believe he wasn’t planning on letting me go.

I pressed my hand against his chest with every intention of pushing him away, but he was having none of it. Without exerting any excessive use of his muscular physique, he swept me into his arms, taking four long strides toward the deeper end of the pool.

And jumping in.

The water hit me with a bang, another slight hint of fear crowding my system. He was in full control even under the water, spinning me around several times before he would allow us both to surface. When we did, it was as if we were bolting up from a dark cavern to the light, both of us gasping for air.

Even with remaining uncertainty around him, I was suddenly lighter in my mind and my heart, laughing as I tossed my head back and forth.

“My very bad girl,” he said in a deep voice, fisting my wet hair and lowering his head. He barely brushed his lips back and forth across mine before ripping at the ties on the skimpy little bikini he’d purchased for me. I never would have worn something so risqué before but with him, it seemed natural.

Yet as he tossed the material onto the pool’s deck, I felt a wash of embarrassment as I glanced at the back of the massive estate. Could Vissarian see our sinful act? I had to add a hint ofcommon sense into the equation. Between the sun and the deep blue color of the pool liner, I doubted it.

Still, the rocking moment of shame added fuel to the fire.

The man who’d captured me was obviously not in the mood to waste any time, forcing first one of my legs around his hips then the other. While his expression remained mostly unreadable, there was no doubt what he wanted.

All of me.

As if to prove his point, he thrust the entire length of his cock inside, the force he used splashing water all over us. As he’d done before under water, he spun us around, enjoying the moment of complete control. The ring of fire in his eyes was even more formidable, his labored breathing matching mine.

The feel of my muscles stretching and clamping pushed a ragged moan from my throat before I could stop it.

The hunger on his face was more explosive than the rocketing sensations coursing through me. I was shocked how rough he was, the only thing slowing him down the inertia of the water. Still, within a few minutes, we were both perspiring from his rugged actions. It was almost as if he needed this as much as breathing air.

Or as if it would be the last time.

The thought was as terrifying as anything I’d been through. Was he planning on killing me? Why?

I did what I could to shove the wretched thought from my mind, clinging to him with my nails digging into his shoulders.

If the man felt any pain, he certainly didn’t show it. His actions became even more brutal, including pulling me under water with no notice to fuck me while staring me in the eyes.

The light saltwater still burned, but I refused to blink. Maybe because I wanted to enjoy every moment.

Or maybe because I was terrified if I closed my eyes, he’d take that moment to end my life.

As we breached the surface, he looked into my eyes. “I could fall in love with you,” Kraven said out of the blue as he slowed his actions, his cock throbbing more than I’d felt ever before.

“Could or have?”

He smirked as if the question was ridiculous. “You are perfect in every way.”

“Except you can’t trust me,” I whispered, hating the horrible sound of angst in my voice.

“Trust is a relative term.” He shoved me against the side of the pool in a shallow location. While my feet could rest easily on the pool’s bottom, I enjoyed pressing my knees against him.