Lethal Sin (Dangerous Games Book 1) by Jennifer Bene Read Free Book Online Page A

she stood slowly, and he could feel his own heart racing behind his sore ribs.
    Who the fuck is this girl?
    “Want to ask me where he is again?” She asked with a smile lifting the edge of her lips. A dark rush inside him smothered all thoughts of Scarpa and the job and the whys behind how she had come to be in his house.
    Roaming his eyes over her he shook his head slowly. “No. I want to fuck you.”
     

     
    The words thundered inside her like a gong. Mateo was growling like a Porsche engine in front of her and her clit was pounding, begging for attention. Even though the door was a mere handful of feet behind him, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to try for it again – or let him have her.
    Swallowing, Camille spoke again, “You haven’t caught me yet, Mateo.”
    “Tell me your name.”
    “Everyone calls me C.” She forced a deep breath trying to calm her racing pulse, but the way his eyes were devouring her it was a pointless exercise.
    “What does C stand for?” Mateo asked and took a step forward, which she countered with two steps backward to cover the sheer distance his legs ate up. He was well over six feet tall and judging by the way his shirt clung to him, she knew he was hard, solid muscle. The kind of body she would have gratefully amused herself with for a night under different circumstances.
    “Depends on who you ask.” The damn smile wouldn’t leave her lips and she hated that this felt fun . She should be worried, concerned for her well-being – if not her life – but all she wanted was for Mateo to come after her again. To chase her, maybe even catch her.
    “I’m asking you .” He started to take long, confident strides towards her. Dancing away she kept moving, angling to the side, hoping to trick him into flipping their positions, but he adjusted and kept her moving towards the back of the room, farther from the door. “Name,” he demanded.
    “Cassie,” she answered.
    “Liar.” He growled and she had to sidestep a strange wooden pillar that drove straight into the ceiling above her.
    “Christine.”
    “You’re easier to read than you think, girl. That’s another lie.”
    She scoffed and peeked over her shoulder to find that there was very little room left. “Colette.”
    “Last chance.”
    “For what?” She asked, stopping while she still had a few feet before she was against the wall.
    “To tell me before I make you tell me.” He paused in front of her, but with his long arms she knew he could reach out and grab her if he tried.
    “What happened to making me tell you where Callahan is?”
    “My priorities have shifted. You have until the count of three, C.” He raised a hand in the air, his fingers tucked against his palm.
    “Caitlin.”
    “That’s one.” He raised his middle finger, and she laughed and flipped him off in return.
    “Courtney.”
    “Two.” Another finger came up, and she felt wetness gathering between her thighs as her pussy clenched around nothing.
    Fuck .
    Part of her wanted to just tell him her name even though she had long ago made it a rule not to give her real name to anyone. Names were power, just like the names of friends were power, and the knowledge of family was power. Giving up any of it was like painting a target on your chest – right over your heart. That’s why it was better to have none of them. No family, no friends, and no name.
    Swallowing, she balanced on her back foot, ready to run. “Caroline.”
    “Three.” He raised his last finger and caught her mid-step just as she tried to flee, his arm wrapping quickly around her waist and lifting her off the floor as if she weighed nothing. In an instant she found herself over his shoulder, and when she tried to throw her body weight so she could flip off of him he clamped his hand down on her thigh. His fingers dug in until she imagined there’d be even more bruises by the time dawn finally arrived outside this windowless room.
    As if it mattered. Dawn wasn’t going to save