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I held a folded fifty out to him between two fingers. The guy dipped his eyes immediately as he touched his fingers to the bill but didn’t try to take it.

“We’d like to not be disturbed.”

“Understood, sir.”

I released the bill and he withdrew to the elevator. I waited, keeping my expression as dispassionate as possible as he disappeared behind the sliding doors. If he remembered anything of our visit, I wanted it to be about me and not her.

Once he was gone, I moved the bags inside myself and set them down. Once the door was closed and the security bar in place, I turned to go in search of Vienna. I didn’t have to go far, she stood in the middle of the bedroom that opened right off the sitting room. The lights were off, save for a single lamp that cast a yellow spotlight over her. The silk dress she’d worn lay on the floor, leaving her completely nude.

All the breath backed up into my lungs as I gazed at her. There were knives strapped to her thighs. Knives I’d barely noticed earlier.

Okay. Truth time. I hadn’t noticed them at all. My dick hardened without a second thought as I drank in the sight of her. I’d seen her in all kinds of clothing, but this was the first time I’d ever seen her nude.

The ripple of muscle as she turned slowly, captivated me. She was still in her heels and I discovered an entirely new fetish. I wanted to fuck her while she wore those, if she allowed it. As it was, I trailed my gaze up the length of her legs and over the round firmness of her ass as she faced me.

Her breasts were easily as firm as her ass, the tips rosy and peaked. She hadn’t worn a bra, but then, she hadn’t needed one. Perfect little handfuls that would nestle right into my palm. Finally, my gaze met hers as I took a step toward her. The smile on her lips had my pulse pounding.

“You’re beautiful,” I murmured, somehow finding my voice. I wanted to give her flowers and music. I wanted to light candles and pour wine. I wanted to spread her out on that bed and eat her until she came on my tongue so many times, the taste of her would be permanently etched onto my tongue.

Slipping the jacket off with care, I closed the distance between us. Vienna’s eyes held onto their secrets, but also let me in to see the mischief as she raised her hands at my approach. Once I stopped in front of her, she unbuckled the slender holster she’d fitted me with. The knife, she’d promised, was not metal, it would need close quarters to be effective but if we had to pull the knife, we’d need it. Just be careful, she’d cautioned, because it was designed to slice and the edges were razor sharp.

The blade was the lethal option.

My bulk hid it far better than her dress. Next, she loosened my belt and slid out the garrote she’d tucked in there. We’d needed none of these weapons. She’d suggested as much as she’d fitted me for them, but said it was always better to be prepared.

“Rick,” she murmured my name and I smiled. I loved that she’d given me that name. I loved that she trusted me. More, I loved… “You wanted to take it slower in the car.”

Oh, I had wanted many things. Still did. “I am not complaining,” I promised her. When she began to undo the buttons on my shirt, I took over. If Vienna wanted me naked then I intended to join her immediately.

“You don’t have any questions?” No judgment, just curiosity inhabited her eyes. She undid the slender buckles on her thigh sheathes.

Fuck, if I could get harder, I just did. I nudged my shoes off one at a time. My shirt landed on the floor and the pants followed them rapidly. If I hadn’t been so focused on her, I might have missed the way she seemed to devour me with her gaze. Warmth flooded my chest at the very real emotion creeping on her face.

Hunger.

Need.

Desire.

This impossibly beautiful angel, with her gift of control, had done more than let me into her body tonight. She was lettingmein. It was the most precious treasure I’d ever been trusted with. My cock bounced against my belly, already straining toward her.

For a moment, she started to step out of her shoes and I reached for her. “Don’t.”

Vienna stopped, eyebrows raised. Then the corners of her lips curved upward. “You want me in these?”

“Oh yes,” I whispered and when she took my hand, I pulled her to me. The warmth of her skin against mine was another gift. “I want you to wrap those thighs around my head and tuck those shoes against my back while I eat you up.”

A shudder passed through her and when she offered no protest, I lifted her easily. She was so light. Ethereal and earthly in the same breath. She twined her arms around my neck and her thighs around my hips. It let my cock glide against the slick wetness of her cunt as I took the three steps toward the bed.

“Is that all you want to do?” She combed her fingers through my hair and I grinned.

“To start…and as for what you asked me earlier.” I dipped and pressed a kiss to the corner of her mouth. When she would have turned into the kiss, I lifted my head to nuzzle the other corner. The action earned me a soft laugh and a smile.

“Ah, you have questions.” She scraped her nails lightly against my scalp.

“I do,” I admitted. “Many questions.”

Vienna took a deep breath. The action pressed her breasts tighter to my chest and I pressed a knee onto the bed and then moved to lay her down, careful to not let my weight fall on her. I ached for every place our bodies touched, but I wanted to learn every inch of her.


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