Page 85 of The Guru: Shadow
“Then who are you?” she asked again, breathing heavily.
But he could not tell her, yet. It was too early to let her in on this, to let her know and see why she was his, why she wasn’t here by accident, and she would for sure flee in absolute disbelief, if not disgust. So, he went for her, grasped her neck, and held her steady until his lips almost touched hers.
“Your wildest dream and your worst nightmare,” he whispered, before he licked with the tip of his tongue over her lips. Her sweet and salty taste opened a world of its own in his mind. Tasting her made him stand in the peaceful, silent eye of a storm, while around him the world blew apart.
“That is not an answer to my question,” she said stubbornly, not trying to let on that it turned her on, but he could see it in her eyes. The eyes that let him see straight into her soul.
“You are asking the wrong questions,ma belle.”
And with that, he wandered down her neck, softly sliding down it with the tip of his tongue. In him rose the urge to take her, throw her onto the desk, and fuck her until she’d collapse from orgasm exhaustion. But he had to suppress it. Right now, was not the time. When he consumed her, it would be so special that she’d never want anything else. He’d show her what it meant to be wanted, to be worshipped and to be lost in the sweet moment of giving up control.
She scuffed.
“What would be the right question, then?”
“That you must find out by yourself.”
With his lips, he trailed down her neck and made her bent backwards. But then something happened that he had not anticipated. She pushed him back, and it took her one movement until her hand closed around his throat, her eyes burning him to the ground. It was sexy beyond anything, seeing her lashingout.
“Listen to me very carefully,” she said so calmly and darkly, that it aroused him beyond everything. “I’m so done with your games, your manipulation. You will let me go and leave me the hell alone, or heaven forbid, I will bring hell down on you. Do you understand?”
Oh, if only you knew, ma belle.
“Do you understand?” Her grip intensified, pressing exactly the right points, regulating the blood flow from the main arteries.
“No. And what will you do? There is nothing I haven’t survived, believe me. Others have threatened me with worse.” He could have pushed her off, but it was way too arousing.
To his surprise, a grin flashed on her face, so malicious it caught him off guard. And when she whispered against his ear, it was sizzling and shattering at the same time, “They did not see.”
And with it, she let go of him, even pushed him back, and went for the door.
In him, an explosion of arousal fired through his veins. Because she had said exactly the right words.
“Game on, baby,” he called after her, and it made her stop in the door frame. She turned around ever so slowly, her head tilted, her eyes piercing him. And just for a fraction of a second, the corner of her mouth twitched, a small huffing noise leaving her before she turned and left without another word.
Oh Emma, we are going to have so much fun.
As he stood there, taking in what had just happened, his hands wandered to his throat where she had just grasped him. Her grip had been so intentional, so on point.
She knew what she was doing.
And he couldn’t help shaking the feeling there was something about her he did not know.
His phone vibrated in his pocket.
“She’s heading back to the garage,” Ed told him on the phone while he made his way to the elevator. “I believe she took one of your car keys.”
“How did she get those?”
“When she went for the elevator, she opened the drawer next to it.”
“Did it look as if she knew where they were?”
“Yes.”
“Did she take the gun, too?”
If so, it would become very, very interesting.