Page 107 of Cruel Betrayal

I put on my best smile, elbowing Ezra to do the same.

His hands find my waist again, and he pulls me back against him like I’m his safety blanket.

After a thousand pictures are taken and at least five arguments have broken out, the reception is in full swing.

Ezra leans down with his lips close to my ear. “Want to get out of here and go fool around?”

I tip my head back to glare at him. “I’m not missing my brother’s wedding. And if you think you can just get out of being here, I’ll tie your ass to a chair.”

“Well, if you wanted to bring restraints into this again, all you had to do was ask.” He presses against me, his hard cock digging into the curve of my ass.

“We’re certainly not disappearing long enough to even think about whipping out restraints.”

He smirks and grabs my hand, towing me toward the stunning villa Zoe booked. “So, we are sneaking off and having sex right now.”

“How are your ribs?” I reach out and press against them.

Ezra shrugs, not even wincing. “They still hurt, but it’s getting better and if it’s the difference between me being buried deep in your pussy right now or you telling me to go pound sand, then my ribs are wonderful. They’ve never been better.”

Laughing, I follow him into the villa and up to the room we’re sharing.

The entire way up the stairs to the room, his hands keep skimming my hips and ass, playing with the slit in my dress.

As soon as the door closes behind us, he whips me around and pushes my back up against the wall.

His lips are on mine, searing hot and claiming all the air in my lungs.

Our tongues dance together as I work the buttons on his shirt like my life depends on it.

I can’t seem to get him unbuttoned fast enough, but I’m going to try.

The shirt finally falls to the ground.

He breaks the kiss and motions at me to turn.

His fingers find the zipper, and he pulls it down.

I slip the silky black material from my shoulders, allowing it to fall to the floor.

Ezra picks me up and carries me to the bed, tossing me onto it. “I didn’t know you were naked under that dress.”

“It fits me like a glove. How the hell was I supposed to get anything under it?”

He sheds the rest of his clothing, crawling on top of me.

His cock brushes against my pussy before his fingers slip between us. “You’re already soaking wet.”

“Can you blame me? You’ve been teasing me the entire way up to the room.”

With a smirk, he grabs my hands and hauls them above my head. He grips my wrists in one of his hands, keeping them pinned high up the bed as he slides into me.

I hook a leg around his hip, pressing my heel into his thigh and bringing him closer.

He gives me that sexy smirk of his as he presses deeper before pulling out entirely.

His thick length slides against my pussy again.

“You’re doing an awful lot of teasing when we’re on a time limit.”