Fraud (Antihero Inferno #2) - Lily White Page 0,73
stomach, to rip at the button of her pants.
When our lips pull apart, she breathes heavily, my mouth dropping to bite the tip of her breast from over her bra.
“You can’t seriously be getting me naked for everybody to see.”
Interestingly, she isn’t stopping me. Either Ivy knows I’m the only man running her down, or she’s into the idea of other people watching us fuck.
I kneel and rip her pants down her legs, my eyes meeting hers when I tug them off her ankles.
“Do you surrender already? I didn’t think you’d be that quick to give up.”
My fingers run down her stomach, and she shivers, those rebellious eyes narrowing on mine.
“I’ll never give up,” she promises, my lips curling at the sound of it.
And neither will I...
Pushing to my feet, I grab her hand and pull her up.
“Then you better get going. Next time I catch you, we might have an audience for what I plan to do.”
Laughing to watch her run off in only a bra, underwear and her shoes, I catch my breath and try to will my cock to soften so running won’t be a pain in the ass.
It’s not easy, especially knowing what I’ll do to her when I get her to the place I’ve been leading her this entire time.
For the next ten minutes, I toy with Ivy, scaring her one direction, then another. Every so often, I let her stop and catch her breath because I don’t want her too tired when she reaches the end of this.
I’m not sure she realizes I have her in my sights the entire time, but I love watching what she does when she thinks I’m not looking.
Making a noise that sets her off again, I run behind her from left to right, my hand smacking her shoulder as I pass. She squeaks but then laughs, her fear gone because she’s figured out I’m the only one out here playing with her.
When she bursts out into a clearing, she heads to the center of it, her body slowly rotating as she scans the tree line in search of me.
“I know you’re out there, Gabe.” Her lips tug into a grin. “You fucking bastard. I can’t believe you’re doing this to me.”
I smile in response. For as much as we’ve screwed with each other through the years, we’ve developed a healthy respect for the challenge of this game.
“You can come out now.”
Her gaze darts to a noise that I didn’t make, her shoulders heaving with heavy breath.
“There’s no way in hell you stripped me down in the middle of the fucking woods just to leave me like this.”
Second guessing herself, she looks around again. “Or maybe you did. It would be just like you. I swear to God if video of this shows up in the news, I’ll get even.”
Laughing at that, I step out of the woods behind her, my gaze running a slow line down her body while I wait for her to turn and see me.
Her tan, toned legs look beautiful beneath the moonlight, her heart shaped ass on display beneath a pair of silk panties that are cut for the purpose of making men drool.
When she spins and finds me, her body freezes in place, that mouth of hers that can say the most aggravating things falling open just a touch.
I circle her slowly, and she spins to keep me in sight.
“Is this it then? Now that you’ve run me through the woods, I’m done with the bullshit I owe Tanner?”
“Not quite.”
Her brows tug together. “Then what the hell are we doing?”
“Preparing our taxes. What did you think? Would you like to take the standard deduction this year, or do you have enough to itemize?”
Ivy scowls. “I’m serious, Gabe. What are we doing out here?”
I march toward her, slightly surprised she doesn’t try to move away. Stopping within a foot of her, I lock my eyes to hers.
“We don’t take sexual favors as payment, love.”
“Okay,” she says, confused. “What does that have to do with anything?”
Stepping closer, I run a fingertip over the curve of her hip, my gaze dipping down to watch goose bumps break out over her skin.
“You asked what we’re doing.”
“And that is?”
Sliding my hand around her waist, I pull her to me.
“We’re fucking. Or have you not figured that out yet?”
Before she can answer, I trip her to knock her off her feet and brace my body right so she doesn’t hit the ground hard or get crushed beneath my weight.