Page 125 of Heartless Lord
I sat in the luxurious chair at the desk and turned on Bass’s computer. “They’re not recording right now.” Thanks to Gage, the tech whiz, the feed would play the same scene of an empty office for the next few hours.
She opened a cabinet and found a large television. “If we’re looking for info on your stepfather, shouldn’t we searchhisoffice?”
“He doesn’t have an office here. This is the next best thing.”
Lexi grumbled and closed the cabinet, moving across the gleaming hardwoods to a tall lamp in the corner. She clicked it, spilling a soft glow over the black leather couch and mini bar on the left. My mouth twitched as she inspected a small control panel on the charcoal-gray wall.
Sure enough, Red couldn’t help herself and pressed a button. The curtain slid open, unveiling a floor-to-ceiling glass window overlooking one of the orgy rooms currently in use.
Her gasp resonated around the extravagant space. “What is it with you guys and watching group sex?”
The closest participants indulged in a threesome where a female straddled one guy on a chair while another occupied her mouth. Even though most wore masks, I still recognized a few of them.
“Can they see us?”
“Nope.” I choked back my laughter as Lexi frantically stabbed the buttons, and instead of closing the drapes, she turned on the speakers.
Grunts, moans, and slapping bodies carried into the office. Her curious gaze remained glued to the sexual acts as her fingertips gently rested on her throat. Crimson rushed over her skin, and she sucked on her bottom lip, lost in the moment.
Fuck, my cock grew hard again, straining against my jeans. I stood from the desk and strolled toward her, my hand caressing her hip.
“Is this turning you on, Red?”
She tore her attention from the window and scowled, but the lust brimming in her eyes gave her away. “Of course not. Help me close the curtain.”
“I don’t know how.”
Her eyebrows slammed together. “You’re such a liar, Killian. Just do it.”
“You don’t really want me to.” I tugged her to the window, pressing her against it. “You want to watch while I touch you, don’t you?”
“N-no, I don’t.” She shoved her elbow into my ribs, wincing. “And I told you we’re not having sex until?—”
My lips brushed her neck, spawning shivers down her back as I trapped her with my body. “You said I couldn’t fuck you with my dick. You didn’t say anything about using my fingers.” I licked her throat, her pulse fluttering. “Or my tongue.”
“I meant you couldn’t do anything at all,” she whispered as my hand dove under the top of her dress, finding her nipple. She bit back a moan when I pinched and twisted.
“But you didn’t specify.” My other hand slipped between her legs, running over her drenched thong. “Mmm... you’re so fucking wet. Let me make you come.” I couldn’t resist rubbing my cock on her ass as I dragged my finger across her entrance.
“Killian,” she groaned, fighting the temptation.
Her breath fogged the glass while she watched the girl drop to the ground and part her legs for one of the males as the other one pinned her arms above her head. Ecstasy spilled over her face as the guy thrust inside her. Their moans penetrated the room, mixing with Lexi’s uneven breaths.
“Tell me to stop, Red, and I will.” She wouldn’t, though. Hopefully. Her pussy already dripped all over my finger, and I hadn’t even been inside her yet. I tweaked her other nipple and sucked her neck, coaxing her. “What do you want, baby?”
CHAPTER 42
STUPID ULTIMATUM
Lexi
“I… I want you to get the fuck off me.” My mouth spewed the lie even as my hips grinded against his palm.
“Liar.” Killian’s breath spilled across the shell of my ear.
His stiff cock was wedged between us, and fiery heat raged below. It would be so easy to just turn around and spread my legs for him, to allow myself to get lost in the black hole that was Killian Davenport. It didn’t matter how much I tried to fight this thing between us. I was hopelessly drawn into his orbit.
And I’d come to accept my insane, unhealthy desire for him.
