Page 69 of Illicit Games

A glow spreads across her face as she caresses my jaw. “A dreamy life with my dream man. I’m the luckiest girl alive.”

“If anyone’s lucky between the two of us, it’s me.”

She shakes her head before resting her forehead against mine. “It’s both of us, Kian. You have no clue how amazing you are. I’m going to make you see it one day.”

I capture her lips, expressing every emotion I’m feeling with the kiss.

A cool breeze blows around us, making her shiver. Breaking away, I carry her back inside, afraid she might catch a cold.

Toying with the neckline of my shirt, mischief dances in her pupils as she purrs, “Have you ever gone skinny dipping?”

My cock grows hard, imaging her naked body in the lake. “I haven’t.”

“Me neither. I’ve been told it’s fun.”

“Yeah?”

“Mhmm,” she hums, desire flushing her cheeks. “It’d be a shame if we didn’t do it with a nice lake right next to us.”

“I would never say no to seeing you strip naked for me.”

“I bet.”

Stepping into the cabin, I push her up against the wall. Her pleasured gasp gusts over my throat. Trailing my palms up her thighs, I curl my fingers around them tightly. Bending an inch away from her mouth, I drawl, “And, baby?”

“Yes, Kian?”

“You’re going to have a lot offirststhis week,” I growl, rolling my hips so she feels my cock against her panty-clad pussy. “Not just skinny dipping.”

Dropping her trembling body to the ground, I grab the hem of her dress and start pulling it up. She shakes harder, nipples beading into diamonds as I yank the fabric off. I move to her lacebra next and free her tits. Beckoned by the soft flesh, I cup the underside and flick the puckered peaks until she moans.

“You’re not allowed to wear clothes while we’re here,” I command. Dragging my fingers to her matching lace panties, I hook my fingers inside and tug them down her legs. “Unless we’re having a meal or I allow you, I want every inch of your body that I own on display.”

“All the time, sir?” she whispers, wide-eyed and drunk on lust.

“Yes.” The flimsy material is soaked through with her arousal when I pick it up from the floor. Balling it up, I bring it to my nose and inhale. “Even your pussy smells like strawberries, baby.”

Her gaze drops to the floor, while she blushes furiously.

“Turn around.”

She obeys.

Reaching into my pocket, I pull out the tiny box and take out the gift I bought for her. A slim necklace with a blue diamond that I saw at an auction years ago. It belongs on my woman.

Stepping closer, I brush her hair over one side and place it around her delicate neck.

“Oh my god, Kian!” she cries out, tilting her head down to stare at it, unblinking. As soon as I clasp it, she whirls around. “Please don’t tell me it’s a real diamond.”

“You think I’d give my woman something fake?”

“Oh god!”

Cupping her chin, I bring her gaze back to mine and darkly utter, “Don’t confuse me with my brother. Nothing between us will ever be fake, Iris.”

“Kian,” she murmurs, leaning into me. “This is too much. I can’t accept it.”

“What did I tell you earlier? I’m going to spoil you like a queen. You don’t get to say no to anything I wish to gift you.”