No, no, no, she thought. Now was not the time for a replay! This, at last, was the time for escape. It was time to finish her God damn mission. But how could she get away? The key! It was in his trouser pocket. She turned, took one look at his sleeping face, and started to edge across the mattress, her body stiff, her mind moving in about a million directions. Lyra. Rachel. The auction. It was today and she had to be there or everything had been for naught. But where was her bag? Where was the money? Shame shot through Penny as she moved further away from the man who’d caused all this trouble, her back to him.
Was a night of sex worth it, Penny, was it, she asked herself. She squirmed in guilt some more as she realized that the answer was probably yes. Damn him! How had a barter to get away turned into this, the most amazing sex ever? How? She was supposed to have fucked him and then escaped, not fallen into the deepest sleep she’d had in years, awakening only when the sun was streaming through the windows.
“Planning on going somewhere, Kleftisa?” a soft voice asked.
Penny froze. “To the bathroom.”
Sebastian reached around and pulled her back against him. He was so warm and so…masculine…there was no other word for it. Penny shivered and tried to pull away but he held her fast. One muscular arm clamped around her waist. “How I wish that was true but in fact we both know you were planning to slither into your bodysuit and be out the door, my cash in hand no doubt.”
“You have a suspicious mind,” Penny replied, trying to ignore the erection she could feel prodding against her ass cheeks.
“So you’d be back in a few minutes would you?” he continued. “If I let you go. You’d come back here?”
“Of course,” she said. “Five minutes.”
His breath tickled her shoulder blade as he spoke. “Then go and we shall see.”
Unable to believe he was allowing her out of his sight Penny shot upright and reached for her discarded clothes. A hand on her arm stilled her. “The bathroom is right through there. En suite. No one will see you so there is no need for you to get dressed.”
Damn. “I don’t feel comfortable walking around naked in front of you.”
He laughed. “Last night, Kleftisa, I was buried balls deep in you, after, let us not forget you robbed me blind, so I feel the time for embarrassment is long since passed.”
“But—”
“But nothing. Now go before I forget you need to and continue where we left off.”
The carpet was soft on her bare feet and though Penny wanted to scoot across it as quickly as possible she made herself walk slowly. It felt as though Sebastian’s eyes were burning into her ass, no doubt drinking his fill, but she had to seem cool and composed. It was all about playing the game. He would expect her to be outrageous and bold, where really if Penny was honest with herself, she could already feel embarrassment clawing its way up her spine. The things they’d done!
She was no virgin but never before had she been fucked so well. Never before had she let a man take so much, and a man she didn’t even know.
Your first one night stand. The words burned her brain as she closed the bathroom door and looked at herself in the full length mirror. Her face was flushed and a bruise was forming around her lips and jaw where Sebastian had smacked her. It would be bright blue in a few hours and Penny winced, only now realizing that it hurt. Her jaw was stiff and she had to open and close her mouth a few times to ease it. But she’d had far, far worse in the past and so she ignored it, letting her gaze travel down the mirror instead.
Her skin was reddened around her neck and chest. Sebastian’s stubble had left marks that would probably take just as long as the bruise to fade. Those same marks could be seen in between her thighs and along her belly. And she was sore down there too, she realized. Her thighs felt tight, like the muscles had been worked far too much, and yet Penny ran five miles every day.
“What have you done, Pen?” she whispered to herself. “What have you done?”
Shaking herself, she used the toilet and then grabbed a wrapped toothbrush from the little cupboard next to the sink. A thorough brushing later, and a copious amount of cold water dashed on her face, things seemed a little better. It was all about getting away now. That was the main thing. She had to get that money and get to the auction before six.
“Find a way, Pen,” she whispered. “You have to find a way.”
A large white robe was hooked on the back of the bathroom door and Penny slipped into it before taking a deep breath. Off the top of her head she could think of nothing, but maybe the best plan was no plan. Simply wing it and see what would happen? What else do you have, she thought. Nothing.