“No, you’re not. You have a grumpy attitude, and you always make me forget the difference between us.”
“What differences?” he asked.
She licked her lips, her tongue peeking out. He got the vision of her on her knees before him as he slid his cock into her mouth. A moan escaped him. “Now who’s not playing fair?”
“What?” she asked, looking all innocent.
“I will tie you to my bed if you don’t stop licking your lips.” He moved her back toward the end of the poster, pinning her against the framework.
“Tie me to the bed? That sounds awfully kinky for a guy who has a silver spoon up his ass,” she said, teasing him.
“So, you think men who have money can’t be kinky?” He smiled thinking about all the wealthy powerful men at his club. Not all of the men had been born into wealth, but a great deal of them had.
“I know what I see in the movies and read. Wealthy men like to be dominated.”
He flung his head back and laughed. An image of Cadeon, James, Lucas, and the others tied up in leather ready to be flogged entered his mind.
“You have a lot to learn,” he said.
“Are you going to teach me?” She pressed her body against him, her pelvis pressing against his cock. He slapped her ass causing her to yelp.
“I’m more than willing to teach you.” He soothed the area he slapped. She went to say something more, but the doorbell rang. They both groaned. “We could still ignore it.”
“No. I probably have a reputation for being a gold-digger. I don’t want to give them any more cause to doubt me.”
“They wouldn’t dare say anything bad about you,” Stephen said.
“Why not?”
“I’m a powerful man, and I can crush them like they’re bugs.”
She chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
“I’ll go and answer the door.”
“Don’t be grumpy.”
“Why spoil my reputation?” He left the room as she threw a pillow in his direction. The fire inside him had eased the moment he put the ring and necklace on her. He passed a picture of his mother in the hall way on the way towards the front door. She wore the necklace in the portrait. His mother looked beautiful and happy. He hoped to one day give Ursula the same happiness.
He opened the door with the scowl returning. Members of the club had arrived, along with a couple of the directors on his board. He didn’t like entertaining in his home. This was the first year he’d done any entertaining. Cadeon, with Violet and Lucas, walked in first.
“It’s cold out there. I was freezing my nuts off,” Lucas said.
Cadeon laughed. “I was surprised to get an invite.” He held Violet at his side, a protective arm around his woman. “Where is your woman, anyway? She’s been getting a lot of speculation just recently.”
As if she heard them, Ursula appeared at the top of the stairs. “Has Stephen become grumpy again?”
She began to descend the stairs. Stephen felt a lump form in his throat. In the light of the hall and stairs she looked absolutely stunning. He moved to the stairs oblivious to the glances coming their way.
Stephen held out his hand, which she took.
“Isn’t he always grumpy? You look gorgeous, Ursula,” Cadeon said. Stephen introduced her to Violet. Both women went into the kitchen. The waiters arrived to bring help with drinks. In no time at all, the small dinner was in full swing. Stephen hated every second of her being in the company of other men. He wanted to pull her away from everyone and keep her to himself.
He took a long drink of whiskey. Sean turned up, and he sat with the men from the club. They asked him for updates on the problems he’d told them happening between Ravage and Possession.
“What does James think about everything?” Sean asked.
“He has his team on it, and so do I. The last thing we need is either club to become public knowledge.” Stephen sipped his beer, at the same time searching for Ursula. She stood with Violet. No one else was next to them.
“You feel it, too, don’t you?” Cadeon asked.
“Feel what?” Stephen tore his gaze away from her to stare at his friend.
“The need to go to her. You feel yourself losing control when a man takes a step in her direction.”
“I don’t see you going to Violet,” Stephen said.
“It doesn’t mean I don’t want to. I’ve clocked three men who have their eye on my woman. The moment anyone makes a move towards her, she’ll be back here with me.”
Stephen gazed into his empty glass thinking about what Cadeon said. He didn’t want to admit to the feelings he described. For some reason he was still holding himself back from the truth.