stomach. “Your tight pussy. Your tiny waist. Hips. I can’t look at you without my cock aching. It’s making it difficult for me to do what I need to do to you.”
“Which is?”
“Punish you.”
His hand slid up my thigh.
He pressed down lightly, rubbing my wetness from side to side. He slowly dipped inside.
I gasped, parting my legs.
Lightning seared my clit as he kneaded me in front of everyone. Nothing hid us from view. I was exposed to the hungry eyes beyond the glass.
My stomach tightened. “What about them?”
“They’ll watch. Nothing more.”
“This is fucking crazy,” I said in a rush of words, my cheeks burning. “We shouldn’t be doing this. The prenup.”
“You keep bringing up that stupid piece of paper.” His wicked grin kept growing as he wiped his hand on my thighs. “Maybe you’re so hot for me that it’s clouded your judgment. You’re supposed to fuck me weekly.”
“And you’re on the hook to knock me up.”
“So?”
“So, you can’t cherry-pick which rules to follow.” Heat burrowed deep into my body. “If you tell the judge I didn’t hold up my end, I’ll let Vinn Costa know you never fucked me. Then you’ll lose everything.”
Tony’s laughter shook through me. “Blackmailing me is a dumb strategy. It puts you in one position—on your back.”
“I’m on my back anyway.”
“Not yet,” he taunted.
I opened my mouth to protest, and then he massaged my pussy. He teased the opening. His tender touch explored my folds. He caressed, working me into a river of arousal. I looked down at the brawny arm wrapping my curves. I gripped his wrist to throw him off, but all I did was squeeze him.
The soft bristle of hair, the muscle filling my grasp, the veins running into his hands felt so good. It was all of him I could hold. Suddenly, it wasn’t enough. My back arched. I uttered indistinct sounds. He buried his face in my throat and breathed a kiss.
Then his finger impaled me.
Discomfort shot into me as my walls grasped him. He didn’t slam them home like I craved. Instead he fucked me with slow pulses, sucking on my neck like I was honey. Shudders ran up my leg as he nudged my clit. The pressure inside rotated and shoved. It was too much—too amazing.
My thighs squeezed him.
“Tony, I’m going—”
He slid from me, and the ache for him screamed.
No, no, no.
He whirled me around. He sucked on his wet finger, and then his nose flared.
“You taste like heaven, Evie. And your lips are perfectly made for my cock. I get so hard when your innocent eyes plead me. I spend half my days watching you, the other fantasizing about putting you in your place—kneeling and your mouth open.”
A thrill tingled my spine.
The cameras weren’t a state secret. I figured he was checking in on me, but the thought of those intense eyes taking notes on me made my heart thump wildly.
“Kneeling? Afraid I’ll run?”
“You’re my property. I’ll do what I like with you.”
Fuck, that’s hot.
“Property of Tony Costa,” I mused, heart pounding. “Just like the club.”
That did it.
Tony buried a hand in my hair and slammed his lips into mine. He plastered me to the see-through wall surrounded by men. Our tongues danced. He trapped mine between his teeth and sucked me like I was nectar. His hand sailed up my thigh and held my ass. His savage kiss crushed me into the glass, and it stirred a crazed longing inside me.
I tangled my fingers in his locks and dragged him to my mouth. I kissed him over and over, grinding on his leg shamelessly. His tongue forced my lips to part. I palmed his pecs and caressed him, hands rising to his neck, cupping his face.
“I want you.”
Tony broke off, whispering. “Do you?”
“Yes.”
“Say it louder.”
“I want you, Tony.”
The deep thunder of his appreciation radiated through me, tingling between my legs. He teased over my mound, finding my wet pussy, gliding up and down the slick folds.
“Please.”
He chuckled, detaching from me.
A tug yanked me away. Tony held the leash, dragging me to the chair. I followed, burning. I bent when he attached my tether to a hook on the floor. All I could do was sit naked, knees splayed.
He leaned forward. “Get on all fours. Stick that beautiful ass out.”
He pressed my head, forcing me into a bow. My elbows struck the marble already pinching my flesh. I shuddered, imagining Tony’s full weight bearing down on me, rubbing my joints into the marble.
Tony sat in the leather