He downed his scotch before he came back to me. “Would you like a tour?”
“How big is it?”
“Three floors.”
Jesus. “Then I’ll pass.”
He released a faint chuckle. “Then I’ll just show you my bedroom.” He took the empty glass out of my hand then grabbed me by the wrist. He must have felt my unsteady heartbeat against his thumb because he said, “Why are you nervous?”
“I’m not nervous.”
He brought my wrist to his lips and kissed it, feeling my heartbeat right against my skin. “Your body says otherwise.”
“I’m scared…scared of you.” If I crossed this man, there would be no escape. My family would be powerless to challenge him. Even Griffin wouldn’t be able to help me. This man had more power than any single man should. He had the entire underworld at his disposal, along with a private guard that accompanied him everywhere he went. He had the power and security of a world leader.
He watched me for a long time, slowly lowering my hand back to my side. “You should be. I’m a terrible man who’s done terrible things. If you’re unfortunate enough to be my enemy, there’s no escape.” He moved his hand into my hair and tilted my chin so my lips were close to his. “But you never have to be scared of me. I’ve respected you from the moment I met you. You’re the only person in this world who has any power over me.”
“I’m just afraid you’ll never let me go…” I whispered my darkest fear to him, that I was his prisoner without even realizing it. Now that I was here, I wondered if I really had a choice. If I wanted to walk away, would I be able to? He could kill my entire family to make me cooperate. He could take away everything I loved if I failed to please him.
He lowered his mouth to mine and gave me a soft kiss. “I worry about the same thing.” He looked me in the eye before he kissed me again, this time harder. His muscular arm wrapped around my waist, and he pulled me tight against him, making me feel his hard cock in his jeans.
Despite the terror in my heart, I kissed him back, falling victim to the attraction that was impossible to deny. My pulse beat with the rhythm of danger, but that only made me kiss him harder, cling to him out of desperation. My hand fisted his short hair, and I sucked his bottom lip before I gave him my tongue. The only thing that made sense about our relationship was this, this inexplicable passion the likes of which I’d never encountered in my life. Now that I had it, I wanted it desperately; I couldn’t live without it. The thought of going back to the average men who barely fit the bill sounded like the most depressing thing in the world.
He kissed me back with the same aggression, nearly swallowing me whole. He guided me backward as he yanked my dress over my ass and bunched it around my waist. His hands gripped my ass cheeks hard before he smacked them both.
I yanked his shirt off then circled my arms around his neck, letting him pull me up and wrap me around his waist. My clit met his cock through his jeans, and our bodies throbbed together, aching to be connected skin to skin.
He carried me past the windows and into his bedroom at the corner of the penthouse. Enormous, with floor-to-ceiling windows and a breathtaking view of the lights of the city, it was a view only a king could have. He set me on the bed and dropped his jeans and boxers, getting naked as quickly as possible. His cock came free, thick and pulsating. His head was slightly dark from all the blood rushing there. It twitched when I stared right at it, my tongue swiping across my bottom lip.
His eyes darkened noticeably. “Get that damn dress off.”
I unzipped the back to the top of my waist and let it fall apart, revealing my bare tits. There were pieces of tape over both of them so my nipples wouldn’t show.
He gripped stripes of tape with his fingers and ripped them off quickly, making me scream slightly at the abrasion. Then he pushed me down on the bed so he could suck my tits raw, make them even more sensitive than they already were. His tongue gently dragged over my skin, making up for the savage way he’d kissed me a moment ago. Back and forth he went, from being hostile to being loving.
He grabbed the bunched-up material around my waist and yanked it off, pulling it down my longs legs and taking my heels as he went. He moved for my thong last, leaving me completely naked on his bed.