Page 74 of Heartless Enemy
I let out a deep groan.
She kept her mouth around my cock while I came down her throat with stars flashing before my eyes. My chest heaved as I slumped back in the chair, letting my hand fall back to the other armrest. Tilting my head back, I stared up at the ceiling while trying to piece my mind back together.
Eve slowly slid my cock out of her mouth and then pulled my pants back up and redid the fastenings. I sucked in deep breaths.
Bracing her hands on my thighs, she pushed to her feet. Then she swung her legs over mine and settled right on top of my lap. Her pussy ground against my cock as she adjusted her weight with what I assumed was a highly deliberate motion. Raising my head, I arched an eyebrow at her.
With a smug smile on her lips, she slid her hands through my hair and then locked them behind my neck. “Told you that you would moan my name.”
“So now you think that you have won?” I teased, flashing her a smile full of challenge.
“You not only moaned it once. But twice.” Leaning forward, she stole a kiss from my lips before drawing back again and cocking her head. “And I would even categorize that second one asbegging.”
“Would you now? Do you—” I sucked in a sharp breath as Eve rolled her hips, grinding her pussy against my cock again. Narrowing my eyes, I refused to acknowledge the distracting move, so I just continued with, “Would you like me to show you what it means to truly beg, spitfire? Because—”
I was once more cut off by an involuntary intake of breath as Eve ground against me again, making my cock harden instantly.
She flashed me a smug grin. “You were saying?”
My hand locked around her throat, and I pulled her face down to mine in a savage kiss. She answered the kiss with equal dominance and rolled her hips again. A shudder rippled through me.
“Oh, the things I will do to you,” I whispered against her lips.
She let out a dark laugh while I moved my hands down to her ass. Holding her against me, I rose from the chair and walked us over to the table she had pushed to the side. She kept her hands around the back of my neck, kissing me hard, while I swept an arm over the tabletop.
The lumps of metal and the half-finished armor on it went clattering to the floor.
Eve nipped at my bottom lip as I set her down on the table. Drawing back slightly, I locked eyes with her while placing my hands on her thighs, spreading her legs wide.
“Now, spitfire,” I began, my voice low and dark. “I’m going to make you demonstrate what begging really looks like.”
“Oh, you really are an arrogant domineering—”
The door was yanked open.
Slapping my palms together, I shot a sheet of metal towards it right as a young man darted across the threshold. He screeched to a halt. With eyes wide, he raised his hands in the air as the sharp sheet hovered right in front of his neck. His chest heaved as if he had sprinted all the way here.
Before I could demand to know who he was and what the hell he was doing interrupting us like this, his terrified eyes found mine and he blurted out, “She said to tell you to read it right away.”
“What?” I asked. “Who?”
Then my eyes landed on the piece of paper in his raised hand.
“Please. You need to read it now,” he said.
Striding around the table, I walked up to him and took the offered paper. The metal stayed at his neck.
“What is it?” Eve asked from behind me.
I opened the folded-up note.
And coldness settled in my stomach.
Even though there was no name, I recognized Maggie’s handwriting. There were only three words written on the paper, but they made alarm spike through me.
Get out. Now.
I immediately dropped the sheet of metal and snapped my gaze back to the messenger. “Tell her thanks.”