Wicked Idol: A Hellfire Club Novel by Becker Gray

Author:Becker Gray [Gray, Becker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dangerous Press
Published: 2020-11-16T18:30:00+00:00

“Wow,” Iris said, spinning in yet another circle. “Wow wow wow.”

“It’s a good thing you want to go to Paris, Big Red, because you seem to only know one word in English.”

She flipped me off, but kept spinning, eventually spinning her way out to the rooftop terrace, which had a northern panoramic view of the city, including the Chrysler Building and the Empire State Building. It also had a private heated pool and lots of big outdoor couches and beds at the side—perfect for kissing and petting while the city lights glowed around us. It might get chilly, though, so I’d need to grab a blanket to wrap Iris in . . .

I followed her onto the terrace, shaking my head at myself.

Since when had I become that guy? Blankets-so-a-girl-wouldn’t-get-cold guy?

I wasn’t an asshole—at least, I wasn’t a super-asshole—and I was always good to the girls I was with. I just couldn’t remember the last time it had occurred to me to be chivalrous. To make sure the girl I was with didn’t just leave with a satisfied body, but a happy heart too.

Iris stopped spinning and smiled at me, the wind ruffling her bright hair all around her face. Her blue eyes were the same color as the autumn sky, and a dimple was denting her cheek, and she was so gorgeous, so sexy, that I couldn’t stand not to be touching her for a single moment longer.

“I need to thank your mom for letting us stay here,” she was saying as I was striding towards her, my hands already itching to grab her and haul her close. “I’ll have to thank her at Parents’ Weekend next week.”

I seized her by the arm and drew her into me. “You’ll have to settle for a note, Big Red. She never comes to Parents’ Weekend.”

“Never?” She looked surprised as I slid a hand into her perfect hair and then tightened the tiniest bit. Her eyelids fluttered in pleasure as I did it again.

It made me want to growl in satisfaction. I knew she liked me bossy, I knew she liked me a little rough, but god, to see it out here in broad daylight and without me warming her up for it first . . .

I needed to taste her again.

Now.

I tugged her head to the side to open up her neck to me. “Never,” I confirmed for her as I started kissing along her jaw and throat. “She usually can’t be bothered. My other siblings take up most of her time.”

“But why?” she asked, sounding confused. “You do all the right things. The grades, the rugby. The girlfriend . . .”

And at the mention of Clara, I felt her stiffen under my kisses and start to pull away.

Shit.

“Every time,” Iris said, almost to herself. “Every fucking time. I say I’m not going to let you get to me, I’m going to keep my distance because you have a girlfriend, and yet—”

I couldn’t let her pull away. I couldn’t let her

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