That’s when I noticed the dampness of tears on her shirt and the lingering sadness on her face.
Maybe this wasn’t the right time for answers.
Staying relaxed under her body, I said, “Well, Highness. You have me in a very compromising position. What do you plan to do about it?”
“Let me think.” She licked her lips and gave me a calculating smile.
Slowly, she pulled her tank over her head, revealing her full naked breasts, and then simultaneously ground her hips, back and forth, to rub her pussy along the length of my straining cock.
My eyes nearly rolled into the back of my head, and it took all of my control not to buck up against her.
She was a fucking tease.
She knew those minuscule boy shorts barely concealed the heat and slickness of her arousal.
Setting her palms on my chest, she leaned down and traced her tongue over the seam of my mouth. “I want to fuck you and then send you on your way.”
The hell she was.
I narrowed my gaze. “Is that so?”
“Did I stutter?” She lifted a perfectly arched brow.
Without giving her any preamble to my next move, I sat up, capturing her wrists and then clasping them to the base of her lower back.
“Let’s get this straight.” I brought my face a hairsbreadth from hers. “I am not now nor ever have been someone you can dismiss.”
“What are you, then?”
“An idiot for letting you set too many rules for far too long.” I threaded the fingers of my free hand into her hair and jerked her head back. “That is all over. I’m setting this card game by my terms. And you want to know something?”
“What?” She all but growled out her response.
Pure outraged female radiated in waves from her.
“The house always wins.” I leaned forward, biting her lower lip and giving her the edge of pain she enjoyed.
Her breath grew shallow. “You forget. I don’t follow rules. My specialty is breaking them. I’ve made it an art form.”
“I’m going to take that as a dare.” I rubbed my jaw over her bare nipple and the swell of one breast.
“Take it whatever way you like. Right now, either get to fucking me or leave the way you came in.”
I couldn’t help but look up at her and shake my head. The woman never stopped giving orders.
“Are those my choices, Director Patel?”
I rolled us to the side, shifting my feet under me, and then lifted and carried her to the oversized meditation sofa in the center of the room. Once there, I unceremoniously dropped her in the middle.
“What the hell? You asshole.” She scrambled onto her knees.
I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it on the floor, and then toed my shoes off. “Unrefined street kid from the blue-collar side of town, remember, Highness? Unfortunately, I don’t know the etiquette for handling a queen.”
She clenched her jaw. “Unrefined, my ass. I’ll show you unrefined.”
I should have known better than to brace for her to come straight at me. Instead, she lunged from an off angle, wrapping her legs around my waist and digging her claws into my shoulders. Then, jerking her hips, she threw me off balance, and we landed sideways on the flat couch.
I panted, trying to catch my breath. “Fuck, woman.”