into him. It wasn’t though. He’d
needed distance and he’d had it but it made absolutely no difference.
What was he going to do?
He was going to fuck her.
He’d sort of accepted that fact and almost felt like congratulating
himself for not doing so already. But just the knowledge that she was upstairs
tied to his bed thrilled him. He knew it was wrong. Knew it was bizarre, but
she was so attractive it simply could not be helped. For some reason the thief
affected him in a way no woman ever had.
Lust pure
and simple. The explosive kind. He acknowledged the thought and accepted it. Even though she’d
broken into his home, even though she was a criminal, a thief, he had to have
her—it was primal, chemical, it was already decided. He could have handed her
over to the police long ago. Instead he’d held off, grabbed at some self
control and tried to think it through.
Only one thought remained despite all that. Fuck her until she
screamed. It was inescapable, and maybe he’d get the information he needed
whilst he did so.
Chapter Nine
The ties were secured to the bed in some sort of intricate knot
Penny was unfamiliar with. She twisted her flexible body and tried to hook her
hands around the back of the knot but it was pointless. She was stuck, laid out
like some sort of sacrificial victim with her legs splayed, chest thrusting
upwards. Of course there were worse places to be stuck in normal circumstances than a fancy room in a huge and
far too comfortable bed, but this was far from normal. How many times did she
find herself in a multi-million pound house after both trying to steal from and
then being kissed senseless by the hottest man she’d ever met? Well never. Of course he did then reject you.
She scowled. Yes, Sebastian it seemed had better self control than
she had, or more awareness of just how fucked up the situation was. Because it so
was. He’d been gone for over a half hour and she’d had plenty of time to think
about it as she struggled against her bindings.
He should have had her arrested immediately but he hadn’t. They’d
kissed and everything had changed, just as she’d hoped, only now…. She had no idea why he’d backed away or what
he was doing. Not calling the police at least, that she was sure of simply
because they’d have arrived by now and cuffed her. But if he wasn’t calling the police what was he
doing? She shifted on the bed and tugged at the knots again. They did not give,
though she hadn’t expected them to. How long was he going to leave her here
for? And more to the point what was he going to do when he finally came back?
The door opened with a sharp click answering her question and Penny
inhaled quickly, her whole body stiffening. Demetrious .
He entered the room looking like some sort of Greek God, all lean
muscles and seething testosterone. He was simply too attractive to be true she
thought and without any effort he pressed every single one of her buttons. It
seemed almost like her desire had a mind of its own. No wonder she was almost
forgetting the very reason she was in his house. But she repeated those reasons
now in an effort to grab at some control. To steal his money. To buy The Point. For your sisters and all the others….
“You look quite magnificent laid out like that,” were his first
words.
“The Greek returns at last,” she hissed, though the hiss may have
been a bit pathetic considering she was already practically panting for him,
imaging the view flipped from his perspective.
He laughed. “Miss me, Kleftisa ?”
“Oh, of course.”
“So what are we going to do
with you?” he asked, shutting—and locking—the door behind him.
She tensed around the knots as he pocketed the key and made his way
over to the bed. “You can untie me for a start.”
“Not sure I should risk it though.”
“My arms are hurting,” she lied, trying to make her voice seem small
and weak.
“I doubt that.”
Damn it. “If you untie