Chain of Lust (Spirit World 2)

“I thought you’re not in the mood?”

Her face turned red. She punched his shoulder.

“Madam, you’re so violent.”

“You’re teasing me.”

Jean-Luc laughed. “Sorry. Couldn’t help it. You’re too cute when you’re angry.” He stole a quick kiss from her. “Let me pay the bill first, okay?”

* * * *

Part of her told her she was crazy. The other side insisted that what she was doing was the sanest decision she’d ever made in her life. As much as she hated to admit it, she couldn’t resist her attraction to Jean-Luc any longer. The man was practically sex on a stick.

He held her hand as they walked to their room. She realised she’d never been this giddy before. Aunt Liv’s credo to never consort with non-human went unheeded. Fuck it. It wasn’t like sleeping with him wasn’t inevitable.

Besides, she wanted him.

She’d gone through a lot today, including almost being splattered flat on the sidewalk by something nasty she couldn’t see, and she thought she deserved a nice break by the end of the day. Like fuck-therapy. It had been a while since she had got laid.

Jean-Luc closed the door. He took off his coat and sat on the edge of the bed. “Come here.”

Maddie went to him timidly. He pulled her into his arms. She stiffened, sitting awkwardly in the big man’s lap. Her heart pounded. Her pulse raced.

She wanted to melt under his intense gaze.

She’d said she wasn’t in the mood. Of course, she was lying. Her libido went haywire each time he was within her reach. She’d been overwrought with the string of events and she just wanted the day to be over, but what he had said made her change her mind.

Maybe she was a sucker for sweet words. But he didn’t seem to be the type who loved doling out sugary compliments, just to get into her pants.

He sounded sincere.

He looked sincere.

Maddie touched his face. Jean-Luc was truly a handsome man.

He grabbed her hand and sucked her fingers. A deep, maddening lust fluttered within her. Her nipples became hard. The ache in her sex thrummed. A whiny moan escaped from her throat.

His gaze raked over her body. “Red is definitely your colour.”

Her heart fluttered. No man had ever complimented her on looking good in red. Jean-Luc made her feel special. The way he spoke. The way he touched her. Trails of electric fire blazed underneath her skin with each caress. Her pulse quickened with each intimate whisper. That man. Maddie exhaled desperately. He’d turned her world upside down in the blink of an eye. She couldn’t deny she wanted him.

Very, very badly.

Jean-Luc continued to drawl. His mellifluous, accented voice sounded so hypnotic. “On a normal occasion, I’d prefer to leave this pretty dress on you. But, fuck, I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you.”

Maddie unconsciously gulped. “Do what?”

“Undress you.” The gleam in his eyes deepened. “I’m curious to see what lies beneath your simple clothes.”

“Typical.”

He let out a bark of laughter. “Can’t help it. It’s just the way we are.” Jean-Luc skimmed her shoulders, her arms. His hands finally settled on her breasts. Squeezed them.

Maddie stiffened. Her heartbeat accelerated. He felt her. His touches felt so welcome. Especially when he found her hardened nipples with his fingers. Sparks of fire burst within her.

Jean-Luc lowered his head and brushed his lips against her cheek. His tongue flicked out. Unexpectedly, he licked the shell of her ear and sucked the sensitive flesh. Holy God. Maddie whimpered. She melted in his arms.

“Are you mine, chérie?” he inquired. “Do you want me?”