Simply Scandalous by Kate Pearce Page A

you.”
    Violet glared at him. “You haven’t changed at all, have you?”
    He straightened, one hand on the buttons of his trousers. “Oh, I’ve changed. I’m no longer prepared to take your word for something.” He pulled down his trousers to display the thick length of his cock. “This time I’d like a little something on account before you run off and use me for a fool.”
    Richard held his breath as Violet considered him and slowly licked her lips.
    â€œYou wish me to suck your cock?”
    â€œWhat do you think?” He cupped his balls and stroked his thumb along the base of his shaft. He was already wet and more than ready for her.
    â€œYou would force me?”
    Briefly, Richard closed his eyes. Violet looked far too innocent to be sitting there contemplating his cock. She had such a talent for eluding him, for making him feel like a complete bastard. “How can you ask that? Didn’t we just make a bargain?”
    â€œAnd you want to seal it with my mouth around your cock?”
    His shaft twitched at that salacious image. “You were the one who suggested the arrangement in the first place.”
    â€œOnly because you . . .” She sighed. “You are impossible. All I wanted was to talk to you and explain my position.”
    â€œAnd you have done so.”
    She raised her chin. “And my position is on my knees servicing you?”
    â€œYes, I believe it is.”
    Her gaze measured the length of his cock; then she got down from her seat and onto the floor in front of him. His heart rate sped up and his crown grew even wetter.
    â€œIn the humor I am in now, I might just bite it off.”
    He wrapped one hand around her neck and drew her close. “If you try it, I’ll strangle you.”
    â€œSo much for truth,” she muttered, then leaned forward and drew his shaft deep into her mouth and down her throat.
    Richard groaned as she started to suck him hard, his hand clamped around the back of her head, his hips joining the pulsing rhythm of her mouth. He knew it wouldn’t take long. He’d been primed to have her all night, ready for whatever she would give him, desperate for the touch and taste of her.
    He closed his eyes as she used her teeth on his flesh, drawing his whole length in and out of her mouth until he could stand it no longer and he climaxed with a hoarse shout. She released his cock and rested her forehead briefly against his thigh, her chest heaving as hard as his.
    With a growl, he dropped to his knees and took her mouth, slid his hand inside her still-open trousers, and pumped all four fingers inside her in a quick and greedy pattern that had her tightening and coming all over his hand, squeezing his fingers and coming again.
    Before she’d finished climaxing, he withdrew his hand, picked her up, and dumped her back in her seat. She looked up at him, her face flushed with lust, her blue eyes wild with need.
    He slowly closed his trousers over his rapidly recovering cock. Had Violet told him anything that was true tonight? Some of the things had sounded sincere and others not at all. All he knew was that he had barely scratched the surface of what was going on with the Lennox twins. His instincts told him something was very wrong, but he had no idea where, or from whom, the threat came from.
    Now at least he had a way to connect with her, and to keep her safe. He studied his lover’s deceptively beautiful face. And whatever she claimed about wanting to live quietly, she needed to be kept safe. Despite her display of bravado, something was obviously very wrong to have sent her fleeing to England and into the arms of the one man on earth guaranteed to hate her.
    Richard put on his fire-warmed shirt and the rest of his clothes. When he was suitably dressed, he turned back to Violet, who had managed to straighten her own clothes quite well.
    â€œYour brother will be wondering where you