Don’t give her the upper hand. You’re the Dom. Take control.
With Seth’s words resonating in his ears, River sank a fist into Marlie’s…hair extensions? What the hell?
Was there any place on her body that hadn’t been Botoxed, spray tanned, or otherwise enhanced? Hell, maybe he needed to keep her away from any open flames in case she melted into a puddle of silicone and plastic.
Ignoring the hard clips beneath his fingers, he thrust out his chest and pushed her into the corner of the elevator. Marlie moaned, wrapping her tongue around his. Plastic or not, this whore possessed some mad skills with that wicked tongue. River looked forward to feeling her talented mouth dance down south.
Rocking his hips, he drove between her legs, giving her a feel for just how seriously he could violate her.
Marlie tore away from his mouth and gasped. “Good lord. All that?”
“Yeah. I’ll give you every thick, hard inch, send you to ecstasy over and over.”
The elevator came to a stop. River lifted Marlie into his arms. She squealed, a seeming protest that sounded more like delight as he carried her down the hall. He unlocked the door to his room, making as much noise as possible to alert Seth so he’d turn on the recording devices.
The door snicked shut. Before River could get Marlie onto the bed, she dropped to her knees, lifted his coat, and began tearing at his belt.
River clasped his hands around hers, stilling them. “Hold on, baby. Let’s get on the bed…and take it from there.”
“All right.” With an eager little moan, she jumped to her feet, stripped off her dress, and posed herself on the mattress. “I don’t usually do this, Rick. Meet a man in a bar and go to his room.”
Bullshit. “That thought never crossed my mind. There’s some connection between us. I’m glad you feel it, too.”
“I’m sizzling all over.”
“Not yet, baby, but you will. Trust me.”
River stripped off his tie, coat, and shirt. He’d had a few women since returning Stateside, but none as brazen—or artificial—as this one.
Before he unzipped his pants, he paused and stared down at her. “Oh, baby, you’re so sexy…”
Marlie seemed to melt at his compliment.
“How is someone as beautiful as you still single? Why hasn’t some man snapped you up?”
Hurt, then anger flashed in her eyes. She quickly banked it. “I recently came out of a relationship. He left me for some trailer trash whore.”
“I can’t believe that.” River forced a look of sympathy. “Why? Who is this idiot? I mean, his loss is my gain, but…”
“I needed to hear that.” She sniffled delicately. “He broke my heart so cruelly.”
She really should stick to flirting. She was decent at kick-starting desire, terrible at inspiring sympathy.
Hands on his hips, River flexed his biceps. “Where does he live? I’ll go teach him a lesson for you. No man should get away with crushing someone as perfect as you.”
“See, you get it. I just don’t understand how he could possibly leave me for that desperate bitch in heat. She all but humped his leg until he knocked her up.”
You’re calling my sister desperate? Look in the mirror.
River arched his brows in mock surprise. “Did he marry her?”
“No,” Marlie huffed. “So maybe he hasn’t completely lost his mind. He’s just too worldly and sophisticated for someone so…unpolished. For the life of me, I can’t figure out what he sees in her. She’s completely unremarkable. She’s definitely no match for him intellectually. I grant you, she looks at him like he’s a god. He owns a kink club, which isn’t really my thing but…he’s the type to like obedience, so this whore probably sinks to her knees the instant he points at the ground. I realize she’s got a huge rack, but then…I do, too.”
She thrust out her chest, breasts artfully lifted with something lacy and expensive. He wouldn’t hate getting his mouth on those, but no matter how impatient his cock was, Marlie was on a roll. He couldn’t stop her now.
“These have got to be the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen. Hmm.” River scrubbed at his chin and stared. “But make me proud. Tell me you didn’t take his bullshit lying down.”
A terrible grin curled her mouth. For the first time, River glimpsed the viper within the pretty package. “I did at first, but I found a way to get him back.”
“Good for you,” River cheered. “How did you do it, turn the mousy girl against him?”
“Oh, no. I did something—” Marlie suddenly covered her mouth with her hand. “I shouldn’t be telling anyone this. I could get into serious trouble.”
River scoffed. “Not from me. I’m shipping back to the desert soon. C’mon. You can’t leave me in agony. Whatever you hatched in that pretty little head of yours must be epic.”
“It is,” she gushed.