“He’s arriving soon,” Viola says, interrupting my devious thoughts. “Lola informed me just now.” She means Adrien. Great. “And Edrei?”
Like fucking always, we don’t have time.
“Lorcan hasn’t got an update from Kat yet.” I grab her ass in the palms of my hands, thumb softly stroking her slick hole as I get to my feet. “When are you going to do it?” I’m not sure if I mean anal or killing Adrien. Maybe I mean both.
Viola’s eyes are glowing. She’s practically boneless in my arms. “If Edrei gets here soon and agrees to my deal with the agency. I want Adrien gone and dealt with tonight.”
“Sounds good to me,” I say, still teasing her rear. I enjoy making her squirm. “Just tell us what you need us to do.”
“I just need your brute strength. I can’t move him on my own,” she says, eyes fluttering half-closed as I slip right into her ass.
I take the opportunity to seal her mouth with mine, tasting strawberries and fucking champagne as I lap up everything I can. When I pull back, she’s looking at me like a cat’s got the cream.
“You’re making this harder,” she sighs, clenching around the knuckle of my thumb inside her, looking up at me with languid eyes.
“No,” I say, using my other hand to place her palm over my trousers so that she can feel how solid my cock is. “You are. This is how much I fucking want you right now.”
She grabs me through the material with a smirk. “Good to know. Although I already got the gist. You’re taking liberties.”
“Oh, this?” I pump her asshole a few times. “Just a little pre-wedding present so you don’t forget what you love about me.”
She gives me an amused look. “That would never happen.”
“Good, because I’m going to fuck this first chance I get,” I remind her, thrusting my thumb deeper. “And I don’t want to have to wear you down all over a fucking again.”
“Is that what this is…wearing me down?”
I lean in close, inhaling her vanilla scent, briefly closing my eyes as she sticks her hand down the waistband and runs her nails over my raging cock. “This is all just foreplay, baby. I’ll rip you a new one when I’m finished with you.” I pump into her a few more times as she rakes her nails over me.
“Promises, promises, Jude. When are you going to deliver? When Adrien gets here, I won’t be able to talk to any of you.”
I grin at her. “That fucking bastard can’t keep me away.” I kiss her one last time. “Now, stick your hand in my pocket?”
She frowns but does as I say, pulling out a black box with a bow. “What the fuck?” She looks up in askance.
I take my hand from between her legs because I draw the line at that, I think, and take the box from her and open it to reveal the family fucking heirloom—a perfect yellow diamond ring. Then I get down on one knee, which is annoying because I just came from there. Her eyes glitter like dark fucking stars in the low light of the bathroom as it dawns on her what I’m about to do.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she asks in that emotionless way of hers.
Fuck it. You only live once. “Miss Viola Hawkes, will you do me the fucking honor of being my wife?”
She stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.
I probably fucking have.