So I'm continuing from my current WIP, Riding Rebel, book 3 of the Essien trilogy. Last week, Rita walked away from Tony. But he isn't letting her stay away for too long.
If you've read the first two books of this series, you'll know from the teasers so far that Tony is not as reserved as Felix or as diplomatic as Mark. His is way too frank and explicit for his own good. LOL.
Be warned, this excerpt contains strong language.
Enjoy. It is unedited.
Tony pocketed his phone and stalked over to where Petersen stood with Rita.
"You are hugging the best looking girl at the party all to yourself, Kris." Despite the fact the man was probably double his age, Petersen has insisted Tony address him as Kris the first time they'd met at his restaurant. Tony had like that the man wasn't hung up on deferential monikers.
"Ah, Tony. We were just talking about you." Kris lips curled in a broad smile as he looked from Tony to Rita. "She is beautiful, isn't she?"
"Very," Tony replied, his gaze intent on Rita as she glared at him for a heartbeat and then lowered her gaze. He should ask what they'd been saying about him. But he didn't care. He wanted Rita. "I'm going to have to steal her away—" he paused so that his words would sink in and added "—for a few moments."
"Is that so?" Kris asked but he didn't sound upset for a man who'd just been told his girlfriend was going to be taken by another man. "There's no need to steal, Tony. She'd just been telling me you invited her to auditions and..." his shoulders lifted in a shrug. "I like you very much. So I'd gladly share her with you. Just take care of her."
"What? I don't want to go with him." Rita pleaded in a low voice.
"You'll be alright, my dear. Tony will take care of you, won't you?" Kris took Rita's hand and passed it over Tony.
"Of course, I will," Tony replied. Something about the way Petersen had passed Rita off so easily rankled. He'd heard stories about Petersen's sex parties. Two of the girls that worked at Reams, his bar/restaurant had been talking about attending one. Apparently Petersen wasn't averse to sharing his women. So there was nothing new with sharing Rita.
Tony's nose flared and he glared at Rita who only gave him a wide-eyed expression as he grabbed her hand and strode out of the ballroom.
If Rita belonged to him, he would be punching any man who dared to try to steal her.
Then again. Why should he care? Rita didn't belong to him and he wasn't about to claim her for more than the night.
If orgies were her thing, he didn't care, dammit.
His grip on her arm tightened and he increased his pace as they headed down the lobby to the lifts. She stumbled. He swivelled, grasped her shoulder and pulled her into him to save her from falling over. He'd forgotten she was tottering on sky-high-heeled shoes. He really shouldn’t be such a bastard no matter how pissed off he was at the situation.
His panting breath mingled with hers. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she whispered in a breathy voice, surprisingly subdued.
The urge to kiss her rose, making his mouth moist and his fingers tingle. But they were in the middle of the lobby with prying eyes and mobile phone cameras. Tomorrow it would be splashed all over the internet that he had a new girlfriend. Usually he didn't care. However, the Essiens had been in the news for the wrong reasons lately and their PR guru had warned them to keep a low profile for now.
He tilted her head up so she had to look into his eyes. Her beautiful brown eyes met his hesitantly. "I'm going to call the lift and go up to my room. It's your choice if you want to come up or not."
"What..." She sucked in a breath as if gathering strength to say what she needed. "What do you want from me?"
"I want to fuck you," he said in low voice meant for her ears only.
I did warn you. Seriously, having Tony Essien in my head makes me feel like I'm in my 20s again. LOL.
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