Taken by the Greek Billionaire (5 page)

Penny wondered what the hell was going on.

“Dear God….” he breathed.

 
She glared, unable to stop
herself from asking, “What?”

“You’re….”

“What?” she demanded again.

Demetrious opened his mouth and closed it again. “
You’re
a thief,” he said after a moment.

She raised her eyebrows, gave another wiggle, her thighs brushing
his sides, but achieved nothing. “I thought we’d already established that?”

“But that makes no sense.”

“How so?”

“You’re stunning.”

She laughed. She couldn’t help herself. Of all the things she’d
expected him to say! Penny knew what she looked like, as did her sisters. They
were all very attractive in their own ways. They knew that without any sort of
conceit. In their world though, before now, their looks had been more of a
burden than an asset. Especially since they’d all looked the same since they
were thirteen or so….

“Stunning,” he repeated again.

Her laugh trailed away and her mind abruptly jumped to how best she
could exploit Demetrious’ obvious admiration. She couldn’t help it. It was the
way her mind was wired. “What no pretty thieves in your world?” she asked,
wiggling again.

“There are no thieves in my world at all,” he grated but she was
sure his erection had grown even harder.

“Until tonight.”

“No,” he agreed with a growl.
“Until tonight.”

Another wiggle and their faces were mere inches apart. Penny could
see the exact shade of his eyes and realized that his picture had not done him
justice is in that regard. They were the deepest brown she’d ever seen. Like
rich whisky.

She sucked in a shaky breath, aware that her nipples had hardened
through the thin fabric of her bodysuit. She felt ever so slightly dizzy, and
couldn’t quite work out if it was from the adrenaline or from Demetrious’
proximity.
The fact that he was lying right on top of her,
pinning her down, his dick throbbing against her.
But that was
ridiculous! She had more important things to think about than sex, damn it.
Rachel,
Lyra
, the
mission
. The thoughts whispered through her mind and she wrenched her
wrists.

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.

And so he did.

He deepened the kiss, dancing with her tongue, consuming her mouth.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, entrapping him, thrusting her pelvis
against his cock. He could feel the heat of her through the fabrics they were
wearing, sense her arousal. He knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. So
he let go of her wrists and smiled in satisfaction as she wrapped them around
his neck, pulling him in closer.

Sebastian placed his now free hands on her magnificent breasts,
shuddering as the pliant flesh gave beneath his grasp. Her nipples were hard,
practically poking through her bodysuit and Sebastian didn’t even think before
lowering his head and taking one hard tip into his mouth.

“
Ahhh
….” The thief moaned and arched her
back. Her hands securing his head, insisting he take more. Sebastian complied,
pulling the whole of her nipple into his mouth, nipping it and kissing it.

“I want….” she gasped. “Want….”

Sebastian lifted his head and caught her gaze. Those amazing emerald
eyes were flushed with arousal. He took her hand and placed it against his
ragingly hard cock. “You want this?”

She nodded.

“Then come.” He stood up in one smooth move and held his hand out to
her. For one moment he wasn’t sure what she was going to do and a myriad of
doubts filled his mind. What
was
he
doing? What the hell was wrong with him? But the doubts were silenced the
moment she too stood and kissed him again. They swayed together in the middle
of the lobby, wrapped as closely as it was possible to be. Sebastian couldn’t
think, couldn’t clear his head of the dizzying desire.

“Where are you going to take me?” she whispered against his lips.

“To my bed.”
The
words fell out before he even thought them through.

She nodded and peppered little kisses along his jaw.
“To fuck me?”

“Yes,” he agreed, his dick throbbing at the thought.

More kisses along his jaw line, the opposite side now. “Senseless?”

“Yes.”

Her hand slid down between them, found the source of his ache and rubbed
it through the fabric of his trousers. Sebastian almost chocked from the feel
of it. Blood was rushing everywhere but his brain. He didn’t think he’d ever
been so aroused.

“I’d like that,” she whispered.
“Very much.”

Her soft words make him ache all the more. “I will teach you exactly
what happens to thieves who dare to invade my home,” he said through gritted
teeth. “You will be punished. There will be nothing tender here.”

“That makes sense,” she said, her finger circling his cock head in
slow, agonizing motions. “I’ve never been a fan of tender.”

“Then come.”

She went lower, teasing his balls, hefting their weight. “What about
your security people?”

“Security people?”

 
“Aren’t they waiting
somewhere? Shouldn’t you get rid of them?”

It was like cold water being poured over him and Sebastian sucked in
a shocked breath. The desire retreated enough for him to pull back and look
into the very green of her eyes. “And if I do?”

She smiled, a feline lift of her kiss reddened lips. “Then we can carry
on.”

How could he have been so fucking stupid? It was obvious now. She
was clearly playing him so that he would remove the security and then no doubt
she would try to escape—along with her ill gotten gains.
Playing you like a fool
. Anger came along with disappointment,
which made no sense! She was a thief—he shouldn’t even want her, shouldn’t be
filled with such swift, shocking desire. Sebastian growled and held her at arms
length, ceasing the contact of her fingers rubbing his length. “You think to play
me like a fool?” he grated.

She shook her head, her eyes full of mischief. “No, I think to fuck
you.
With my mouth, my pussy—with everything.
By the
time we’re through, Demetrious, you’ll never look at sex the same way again.”

Dear God!
“You can give it,” he said, that dizzying desire once again trying
to fill him. “But can you take it?”

She nodded. “Everything you’ve got and then some.”

And he suspected that was true which gave a new spin on the whole
situation in more ways than one.
Thief.
Deceiver.
 
Think about
what's going to happen
. And Sebastian did and knew then exactly what he had
to do. So before he, or she, could change his mind he grabbed his thief and
flipped her over his shoulder, pulling his Blackberry out as he did so.

Chapter Seven

Demetrious dumped her on the massive bed before she could even draw
a breath. Her body sunk into the soft contours of the mattress and Penny let
out a little gasp. She was hot, almost on fire. Her chest was rising and
falling rapidly and she knew her nipples were desperately erect. Then there was
the ache. In between her legs it throbbed and pulsed and she was confused by
it. Confused and excited. Because Penny could safely say she’d never felt so
aroused before.
Never.
Perhaps it was the excitement,
the danger, or maybe it was just him.

Sebastian had kissed her in a way Penny had never been kissed
before—almost like he was trying to consume her and she didn’t know what to
make of it. More than anything she wished she could call
Lyra
and ask her advice.
Lyra
would know what the odd
desires thrumming through her body were.
Lyra
would
understand. But
Lyra
was busy chasing her prey and
Penny was alone.