Bound to the calloway's heir

HARPER.

The bathroom door whips open, and Noah fills the entryway, his overwhelming presence sucking all the air from the room. He slammed the door shut, and the click of the lock cut through the thickening silence. His blazing dark irises fixed on mine, and he walked toward me.

I shrank back on the couch and bumped the mirror behind me as Noah walked closer like a lion focused on his prey.

What was wrong with me? I was supposed to think about the options he had dealt me, not want to fuck him. His piercing eyes raked over me, and a shudder roared up my spine. That single, feral look left me completely exposed and bare before him.

He stopped only inches away, his legs nearly brushing my knees. I drew in a breath to slow the thundering beats of my heart. His expression was lethal, but I couldn't tell if it was anger or lust burning through those midnight eyes.

The same was true for me. My mouth was dry, and my pulse was skyrocketing, but heat flared between my legs. The familiar ache from our previous tango had returned and was pulsating below.

He stepped closer and forced my legs apart. The rip of expensive fabric had my heart kicking against my ribs.

"My dress!" I cried.

Of all the things to say at that moment, it was the only dumb thing that came out.

"I'll buy you a new one."

A mischievous grin curled his lips as he bent down, eyes smoldering. His hands closed around my thighs, and he spread them another few inches apart. I gasped at the sound of another rip. He glanced down at the indecent tear, and fire surged down my belly. If he bends any further, he would have a front row view of my sheer, lace thong and everything hidden beneath.

He licked his lips, and it felt so sinful and sexy. I chomped down on the inside of my cheek to keep myself from tangling my hand around the back of his neck and dragging that mouth to mine. His fingers seared into my flesh, and every ounce of restraint teetered on the edge. I needed to focus on my instincts, which were warning me about the danger I was getting into by fucking with a Cartel guy, because I knew if I let that happen, we could never go back.

"Wait...," I murmured.

He crouched down further, bending his knees, hands digging into my heated flesh. He was too close now. His nostrils flared, and he breathed in deeply. "Mmm, you smell delicious, just like the last time."

All the heat flaring below raced up my cheeks, burning my face. And if it wasn't the hottest thing anyone had ever said to me.

"Atlas," I blurted out, because my brain was too overcome with lust to string together an entire sentence.

His gaze turned savage. "What about Atlas? Have you arrived at a decision yet?"

I heaved in a breath and focus. Which was so damned hard when his fingers were inching up my thighs. "You said you had rules..."

His lips slanted into a hard line, and the tendon in his jaw fluttered. His nostrils flared again, his pupils distending. "I did, we do. All cartels do," he finally rasps out as if saying the words were physically painful. Endless silence pervades, our gazes locked in an epic battle I was fairly certain I could never win.

"Like what?"

He shook his head. "It doesn't matter right now."

"It does."

Another never-ending minute of silence passed with the air only thickening between us. "What more do you want from me?" he murmured, the softness in his tone so unlike the one I had come to expect from the ruthless mobster.

Everything.

The errant thought frightened the shit out of me. How could this dangerous man I barely knew stir such strong feelings? I wanted to let loose. I want to forget that my career was over because of him and I was holding the cards to his life.

"I want you to fuck me." The words flew from my lips beyond my control. The moment they were out, I snapped my traitorous jaw shut and bit my tongue.

A dangerous glint sharpened his eyes, and a hiss slid free through his pursed lips. "Oh, Lila, you have no idea what you're asking for."

"Harper. Then explain them to me while at it."

He shook his head, sinking his teeth into his lower lip. "I like you as Lila." He winked, then his hands closed around my waist, and he spun me around so that I was facing the mirror. I sucked in a breath as he dropped to his knees in front of me. "Keep your eyes on the mirror."

"Wha...?" The rest of the word dies in my throat as his head dips between my legs. He slides my damp thong to the side and runs his tongue across the inner seam of my leg. I gasp and dig my fingers into his hair.

"Mmm, that's my good girl Lila, you're already soaked and ready for me." He slips my panties down to my ankles.

His warm tongue drags through my center, and a moan parts my lips. "Noah," I groan, my fingers tangling in his dark locks.

He dips a finger inside me, and my hips buck against his palm. "Keep your eyes on your reflection, Lila," he murmured against the bundle of nerves at my apex. Lifting his head, his blown-out pupils met mine. "I want you to watch every tantalizing second as I fuck you with my tongue and allow you to come in my mouth. I want you to memorize your exact expression, the sparkle in your eyes, the flush of your cheeks, the curve of your lips, every moment of pleasure so that you never forget you are mine."

I swallowed hard. No one has ever talked to me like that, and fuck, it got me hot as hell.

His head disappeared beneath my gown once again, and his tongue flicks at my clit. My hand threaded through his hair, and the other gripped the edge of the couch. His tongue ran circles around the sensitive bud, driving me to the precipice of insanity. Then he dipped a second finger inside me, curling it until it hit the spot. Between his tongue and his fingers, I was a squirming mess. I grind my hips into his palm, into his mouth. I was an explosive ball of lust and pleasure, feeling my knees get weak.

"Lila, you're not looking ...," he murmured against my sensitive flesh. How the hell does he know? The vibrations against that taut bundle of nerves were nearly enough to throw me over the edge.

I forced my eyes away from his silky hair and met my reflection. My lower lip was swollen from biting it, leaving my cheeks flushed. I had never seen myself on the brink of orgasm. There was something oddly erotic about it.

Noah's free hand glides up the front of my gown, and my focus pivots to those strong fingers moving toward my breast. He jerks the fine silk down and slides his hand inside, cupping me, his fingers working my nipple to a taut peak. He pinched, and I let out a squeal. The rush of desire was too much.

I gasp as raw pleasure tears through me. "Noah," I moaned. "I'm going to..."

"That's right, Lila, come for me." His words reverberate through me, throwing me over the threshold.

My body constricted around his tongue, his fingers, as I rode out the storm, desperately rubbing up against his palm. He didn't let up until he had squeezed out every ounce of pleasure, and I was nothing but a writhing puddle of vibrating desire.

I gripped the couch, a boneless mess. Noah's head popped up from between my legs, with his chin covered in my juices, smiling like he had just discovered gold buried deep inside my pussy. He ran his tongue over his lips and licked the two fingers that were just inside me before running his thumb over my bottom lip.

"Mmm, just like I thought, sunshine and rainbows."

"What?" I finally managed.

"Nothing." He shook his head as he tugged my soaked thong back up my legs and dragged down my torn dress, the smile curling in the corners of his lips. He offers me a hand and pulls me to my feet. Standing behind me, his eyes meet mine through the mirror.

"My sweet Lila." His heated breath skates over the shell of my ear, and my body instinctively leans back to rest on his chest. He stiffened for an instant before his hand moved to my hip and fingers dug into my side possessively. His rock-hard cock presses against my ass, kindling another rush of desire. "You're mine, do you understand that? No one else can ever touch you."

I didn't want to state the obvious and ruin that moment. Who else would I have access to after an experience like that? Not to mention the fact that our time together has an expiration date if I decide to use the card with me. So I nodded slowly. His mouth skated down my ear and stopped at the crook of my neck. He sucked hard, then nibbled at my soft flesh. I let out a squeal when his teeth sank in. "What are you doing?"

His warm tongue replaced his teeth, and he lavished my sensitive skin. "Marking you as mine." He smirked as my gaze lifted to the mirror to find the deep red hickey.

"What are you, Noah, sixteen?"

A deep chuckle rumbled his entire chest, the sound was so warm and inviting, I sank deeper into his firm hold. The hand on my hip tightened, then his free arm laced around my waist, drawing me closer so that his arousal drove into my ass. I was so tempted to turn around, to meet that hungry gaze. But I forced myself to keep still. I was already into Noah Bennette way over my head, and if I went any deeper, I was terrified I would drown.