Taken by the Greek Billionaire(9)

Demetrious shook his head. “I don’t think so, Kleftisa.”

“You’re hurting me.”

He laughed. “I’d believe that from anyone else, but you? Any other woman would have fainted after the sort of punch I gave. But you just shook it off.”

She shrugged. It was true that the smack on her jaw had hurt but she’d had worse in her time and they hadn’t called her iron jaw when she was younger for nothing.

“There’s barely a mark on you,” he added. “Just a tiny bruise blossoming by your lovely, lying lips….”

She swallowed, the tone of his voice setting her senses on alert. His amazing eyes were fixed on her mouth and Penny couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to feel Demetrious lips on her. To see his passion explode as easily as his rage had. To see if the reality would live up to the fantasies. It would be no hardship to bed him. Not at all. And if she left him sated enough….

Penny bit down on her lip, right on the forming bruise. The pain was negligible though, maybe because of the adrenaline or maybe because of the overwhelming desire. She was more shocked by the direction her thoughts were taking. But she’d done worse in the past hadn’t she, and in truth she’d probably enjoy it. Probably? her mind whispered. More like definitely. She was already so aroused, despite the total weirdness of the situation. She could feel her nipples straining, her pussy aching. Adrenaline and sex all wrapped up in a Greek billionaire. It was the stuff erotic novels were born of—and Penny had plenty of them.

Yes, the situation could still be salvaged, Penny thought. If a barter was what it took to win her freedom she had no qualms about doing exactly that. She wouldn’t let her sisters down, and she’d get to experience one of her fantasies made reality. Not to mention actually getting laid, something she hadn’t experienced in quite some time. She gave one more wrench of her wrists just to test and felt his cock throb against her.

“So are you planning to hold me here until the police arrive?” she asked slowly, the plan forming in her mind.

Demetrious shook his head, bringing his lips that much closer. “I have yet to call the police.”

Her heart raced. God his accent was sexy, like melted honey pouring over her skin. “Why not?”

“I thought it best to subdue you first,” he said. “Besides my security people are on hand.”

“You told them I’m here?”

“Not quite.”

“Then what?”

“That is not your concern.”

She licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry. The plan was blossoming into reality. “And now you’ve subdued me?”

He frowned. “Now I have….”

“What’s your next move?”

“Isn’t is obvious?” he asked. “There is surely only one thing I can and should do.”

Call the police. Penny matched his frown with hers. There was nothing else for it now she thought. Too much depended on the next few moments. So she lifted her head and she kissed the Greek billionaire smack on the lips.





Chapter Six





The thief was kissing him, and God damn he was kissing her back! Her lips slanted across his, pulling him lower, making him comply. Sebastian shuddered, knowing he should stop, pull away, push her aside. Only he didn’t. His hand tightened around her wrists, keeping her in place and his cock pulsed against her pelvis.

Heat shot through him as she fluttered her tongue over his. His dick practically jumped out of his trousers and his head swam. He wanted her. Badly. Which made no fucking sense! He had his pick of women. They practically queued up to be in his bed. And it wasn’t even just about the money, though he didn’t doubt that was a huge draw for some. Fact was Sebastian had never had any trouble seducing women, not since he was sixteen years old. So why on earth was he tongue locked with someone who just broke into his house?

Because she screams sex, his mind whispered. Because she’s different, exciting, because you haven’t felt so alive in years. And she was beautiful. So stunning he could barely get his head around it. Perfect alabaster skin, midnight locks and those eyes…. She should be gracing the pages of a fashion magazine, not sneaking around billionaire homes thieving!

She moaned against him, arched her back, wiggled her hips and all the while pulled his tongue deeper, insisting on a response. A tiny sane part of his mind asked again what the hell he thought he was doing. Lying on the cool tiles of his lobby, a thief pinned underneath him, kissing him senseless. He should be picking her up and handing her over to his security people, then the police. Only he didn’t.

He wanted her. Despite the fact she was a thief, despite the fact it was wrong in so many ways, for once he did not want to think. He simply wanted to do and deal with the consequences later. Sebastian Demetrious, cool headed billionaire wanted to act outrageously for once.