Evil couldn’t help but look at her body,appreciating the way she moved. The sensual movements drew his gaze, making it impossible for him to look away.
She wasn’t wearing a bra.With each step she took, her full tits bounced to the movement.
He expected her to take a seat, but instead, she stepped right in front of him. She placed a hand on histhigh, leaned over him, and then took his drink from him.
“That’s enough,” she said.
Evil didn’t fight her taking the drink, but as she stepped away, he couldn’t hold back anymore. He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her in close.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“You’ve taken my whiskey from me, and might I point out, it is damn good whiskey. What are you going to give me in return?”
“Your liver.”
He couldn’t help but laugh.
She was so close. Of course, it was because he’d forced her to be this close, and all he wanted to do was kiss her. To smash his lips right against hers, to deepen a kiss that wasn’t even happening.
“My liver and I are good with drinking,” he said.
“You don’t need to drink,” she said. “Talk to me.”
She didn’t pull away, and he hadn’t let her go.
The bruising had really come out in the last few hours. Hehadn’t gotten a doctor to help her. Noelle had demanded thathehelp her. So, he’d taken care of her cuts. There was nothing he could do for the bruises.
“Those men died too peacefully,” he said. “Is that what you want to hear?”
She sighed. “If that’s what you need to say.”
He let her go, and Noelle didn’t go far. She sank to her knees, running her hands up his thighs, and then back down again. His dick was already hard before she came into the room, and now with her this close, touching him, it wasn’t helping.
Staring into her blueeyes, he couldn’t look away. Didn’t want to look away. Cupping her cheek, he ran his thumb across her bottom lip. She didn’t pull away.
“Noelle, I want to fuck you,” he said.
“I know.”
“Then you need to get up and go back to your room before I do something you’re not going to like.”
She kept her hands on his thighs.
He stared at her and waited. She lifted up, and he watched her as she came in close. He felt her as she put one knee on either side of his legs, straddling him.
“Tell me what you want, Evil.”
He put his hands on her ass and drew her down so that she rode against his cock. “I want you, Noelle.”
“Then have me. You can takeme. All you’ve got to do is take and claim. I’m all of yours for the taking. Just have me.”
He ran his hands up her back, and as they pressed their lips together, Evil felt something wet against his thigh, and he suddenly jerked awake. He’d spilled his drink on his thigh.
It had been a dream.
Glancing around the room, there was no sign of Noelle. No lingering scent of her around. He’d fallen asleep, and like so many nights before, his dreams had been filled with Noelle.
His woman.