Kade tossed the cane onto the couch and rained praise on her as he shucked his clothes. Then he untied her from her restraints with the swiftness of a man on a mission. She couldn’t keep up with his movements, her brain spinning. When he released the last belt, she sagged in his arms, unable to hold herself upright, and he walked them over to the couch. He sat down, his cock jutting proudly upward and she wanted to sink to her knees and worship it—something, anything to thank him for the way she was feeling in this moment. But Kade shook his head when she tried. He had other ideas. He guided her down to straddle his lap.
“I want to see you while I fuck you, Tess,” he said, positioning himself at her entrance. “Want to watch you take me inside you and fall apart.”
He pushed into her without resistance, her body so slick and ready for him that her eyes nearly rolled back when he sunk deep.
“Fuck,” he groaned, grasping her hips and seating himself fully inside her. “You feel so good, baby. So damn perfect.”
All she could do was murmur in response, her executive functioning shorting out and giving over to all the sensations.
“Ride me, Tess. Make me come.”
Even through the haze in her mind, she knew at the very least she could accomplish that. She braced her hands on his shoulders, met his eyes, and undulated her hips, taking him almost all the way out and then plunging back down.
His eyes were pale in the near darkness but she could see him going into that place with her. That place where all that existed was the two of them and the way their bodies felt joined together. She didn’t know how long she fucked him. Time slowed and stretched, but when he grabbed her head and brought her mouth down to his, she lost all sense of everything.
They kissed long and deep, their tongues intertwining, as she took him into her body over and over. Everything they’d ever wanted to say to each other poured into that kiss. Every emotion, any word left unspoken, all the love, it was all there.
Without breaking the kiss, he tilted her hips just right and rubbed his cock along that perfect spot inside her and the world went Technicolor behind her eyelids. She broke from the kiss, sucking in air and crying out. His groan joined hers and the warmth of his release spilled inside her, marking her on the inside just like she wore his marks on the outside.
And as the lights of Vegas came into view through the windows behind him, glittering in the distance like some far-off kingdom, Tessa knew she’d finally found her place in the world. This was it. The little girl who once believed in fairy tales had finally found her prince.
Her deliciously evil prince.
EPILOGUE
Three months later
Kade leaned back in his chair, sipping a glass of champagne and smiling over the rim as he enjoyed the view.
“I’d hate to be that guy,” Colby observed, reaching for one of the crab and avocado toasts off the platter at the center of the table.
Gibson made a grunt of agreement. “You ain’t lying. Soon he’ll be saying, Yes, Mistress. May I kiss your shoes?”
Kade chuckled. He couldn’t hear what was being said, but Tessa was giving the manager of the venue quite a firm talking to—probably something to do with the fact that there were not enough chairs for everyone and the tables had been set up too far away from the stage. He wasn’t worried, though. There was still an hour before the band came on and everyone was happy to be milling around and mingling. He had no doubt Tessa would have the issue fixed before anyone even noticed.
“I can’t believe there are this many people here,” Colby said. “This looks like a way bigger crowd than last year.”
Kade nodded. “My woman’s relentless. She’s probably going to pull in enough cash on her own to send all those kids at Bluebonnet to college on full scholarship. I haven’t even told her yet that all the money we raised at the slave auction was real and that there’s a big check to add to the pile.”
“Yeah,” Colby said. “She covered every angle. I saw that she even has the kids selling artwork they created to contribute to their individual college funds. One of the paintings just sold for a grand. Twelve-year-old kid was the artist. I thought his eyes were going to fall out of his head.”
“Hell, at that age, I would’ve lost it, too,” Gib said, taking a pull of his beer. “I remember saving up three hundred bucks in middle school after a summer of cutting grass. I thought I was rich.”
Kade snorted. “Then you spent it all on comic books and Playboys.”
“That was money well spent, my friend. I was all set for a long winter.”
Colby laughed and looked to Gibson. “So where did your date go off to? She’d probably appreciate hearing your embarrassing childhood stories.”
Kade set his glass down. “Rosalie dragged Sam off to the kid’s area. One of the restaurants is giving a little cooking demo for the kiddos.”
Gibson shrugged. “Sam’s not my date. I’m just helping her out with her training, and she thought it’d be fun to come together tonight.”
“I always prefer coming together,” Kade said with a smirk. “Fun for all.”
Gibson gave him a droll look. “Seriously, you’re still fourteen under that shirt and tie.”
Kade raised his glass in cheers.