Page 42 of The Vengeance You Crave

She shakes her head.

"You can tell me the truth at any time, you know. I might even take pity on you and let you go." It's a barefaced lie, she's not walking through those doors for a very long time yet.

Her expression hardens and she once again lifts her chin slightly.

"Right choice, baby. I want to fuck the truth out of you too. I'm glad we're on the same page."

Her eyes hold mine and I can see the argument she’s desperate to spit at me within them, but she never does.

Why? Why doesn't she just tell me everything?

Because she doesn't want to admit to being a liar.

"Luc," she cries as I twist her around and push her into the blinds. The wooden slats clatter against the glass as Peyton's breathing becomes erratic.

Filthy little bitch like this. My cock gets hard again just at the thought alone.

Pressing the length of my body against her back I breathe into her ear as my hands slip around her waist to the knot in the rope that's tied around her.

"Imagine how you'd look to my team right now if you didn't request I close the blinds." She swallows loudly. "They'd get to see your rosy, hard nipples pressed against the glass. They'd see the heat of your cheeks, the desire in your eyes."

"Luc," she whimpers.

"That turn you on, baby, imagining them watching you?"

Finally loosening the rope, I pull it from around her body.

"Would you want them to watch me as I fucked you too?" She trembles against me. "Or would you like them to join, is that it?"

"No," she cries.

"It could be arranged. It wouldn't be the first time we've tag-teamed. Did you have anyone in mind?"

She shakes her head violently as I run my knuckles down her arms causing goose bumps to erupt in their wake. She's like putty in my hands and fuck if it's not exactly as I've imagined for the best part of five years.

"Or maybe you want to try out the twin thing," I continue, distracting her with my wicked words as I wind the rope around her wrists. "Letty has been between us. Did you know that?"

"No. Luc, no. I don't want them."

"No? Who is it you want then?" I ask, running my lips around the shell of her ear, a smile pulling at my lips when she trembles again."Lie to me again, baby. I dare you," I warn.

"Y-you, Luc. I want you."

"Right answer, baby. Although I still don't think you have any clue what you're asking for."

"I know what I want, Luca," she spits.

"And what if I don't want to give you what you want?"

She shrugs but pauses with her shoulders up as she must realize for the first time what I've done.

"Luc?"

"Well, well… look at that. You're totally at my mercy now, baby. What am I going to do with you?"

Finally finding the pin that's holding the fabric around her waist, I pull it out and watch in delight as the fabric finally falls away from her body.

"Whoops," I breathe innocently in her ear.