With an animalistic growl, Charles spins me to face him, his blazing gaze scorching a path over my scantily-clad form. His broad palms bracket my hips, calloused thumbs digging into the soft indentations there.
"Look at you," he rumbles, voice thick with rapacious hunger. "Aching and desperate for it in front of all these hungry eyes. You're a wanton little slut, aren't you pet?"
A tremulous whimper is my only response as molten arousal streaks through me at his crude words. Charles's lips curve in a predatory grin before crashing against mine in a searing, branding kiss.
"That's it," he rasps against my parted lips before trailing open-mouthed kisses along the column of my throat. "Let them see how depraved you truly are. Give them the debauchery they came for."
Somehow, despite my di
