RECKLESS DEVOTION: The Billionaire's Dark Desire
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e was heavy with whiskey, candle smoke, and
ing loosely in his hand. He watched her move-slow, deliberate, the silk of her dress clinging to the curves of her body like
he was her
whisper behind closed doors. She had come tonight to do the same to him, to remind this young upstart that no matter how
close, the moment his gaze lock
now, standing inches away, she felt an invisible fo
tive?" she asked, her
ore setting the glass down, his expression u
auty. "Good. Because I'd hate t
of his chair, caging him in-a move th
e. He just watched her, his lips curling sl
l, don't you?" His voice wa
lse st
ong the inside of her wrist. The touch was barely there, but it sent a shiver through
He was readin
ard just enough that their faces were mere inches apar
ly, but she forced a smirk
yanked her head back just enough to expose the delicate column of her thro
er her, his grip firm but
they filled the space betw
that this was insanity, that she was Elizabeth Lan
been touched, never before been seen-felt her kn
at him, her
inst her cheek, his touch both soft and posses
he had never needed to prove herself to a
fore she could unbuckle it, he g
ecide," he s
r ran th
at, down to the delicate strap of her dress. With one slow, deliberate motion, he slid the silk from he
ration, but as if he were appraising
her stomach, between her thighs, the heat of his to
arching in
ve her what she
e than a dark whisper. "You came here thinki
ut she didn't pull
at you want
s wrist. "I want... I
low, knowing. "
was not gent
of claiming that left no do
ir she had tried to trap him in. His hands roamed her body, e
ly took her, she
hips, keeping her exactly where he wanted her. The way his breath
ame, but he didn
is wasn't
the one bei
being us
beautiful truth
g, she could barely think. But just as she was a
test, her thighs trembli
he gasped, he
her head back so his lips brushed again
dy quivering. "No.
hroat, not squeezing, just en
n sa
mbled. "I be
hrusting into her again, harder thi
ing through her body like a violent storm. But ev
focuse
r he was
she had g
she lay sprawled beneath him, her b
he still w
want
ing his belt as if
p, her body sore, her breath
ng himself anothe
hing," he said, swirling th
ng to steady hersel
ips brushing against
"And you? You'll be thinking about t
lking away, leaving her
beth Lancaster-the queen of New York high