Passion. Price. Possession
There are only two things Gina Gray loves more than her six inch heels and her penthouse suite:
Sex and her family.
When her father proposes an arranged marriage to save their family business, Gina is shocked - even more...
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Gripping the sheets at both ends, Gina arched her body, her mouth agape as she held onto the cry that would break the barriers of her self control and fill the room. She felt as if her whole body was going to explode in a galaxy of stars as her body heated with pleasure. She briefly closed her eyes and her mouth, licking at the corners of her lips because by now she was maybe salivating. A whimper broke free and Gina tightly folded her lips to prevent another while her body buzzed for release. Knox briefly looked up with a smug warning in his gaze while he tightened the hold on her legs and went back in. His tongue was doing wonders and Gina knew she would come any minute, but every time she got close, Knox pulled back. Her frustration ran so deep that Gina thought She was on the brink of losing her mind.
"Knox, please!" she finally said, not caring if she was doing the thing she had smugly boasted that she wouldn't do.
Knox's reply was reciprocated by what he did next, Gina's body going with the cry that left her lips. She writhed provacatingly against the sheets, her body glorifying in pleasure. Knox came up, placing feathery kisses on her stomach until he reached her mouth, kissing her passionately on the lips, sharing her taste.
"You cheated," he pointed out, kissing the top of her nose.
"As if it isn't a big boost to your ego," she humored, watching his grin.
He then got up and went to the bathroom, leaving Gina to herself when a thought occurred to her.
This seemed like the perfect time to tell Knox about Tina's invite.
Knox reentered the room shortly, a smug look forming on his face when he realised Gina was still in bed. She eased up after seeing him, deciding that she would tell him now before any other conversation developed.
"I'm meeting with Tina on the weekend for dinner," Gina exclaimed, swinging her legs to the side of the bed.
Knox turned to her, looking skeptical but when recognition of the name dawned, his features grew stern. "The meth-head who thrashed our house which led to the release of a video with you that went viral?" he questioned with a raised brow.
Well, when you put it like that. "Yes, and she's not a meth-head," Gina replied firmly.
Knox scoffed. "You've got to be kidding."
Gina pulled in a breath. "Tina is my friend and I don't see why me having dinner with her is such a bad idea."
"She's bad influence, Gina."
Gina resisted the urge to roll her eyes. "Well I'm not asking for permission Knox. I'm only telling you so you're not curious when you see me leaving," she exclaimed a bit sternly.
Knox's brows quirked up. "I see."
Gina huffed out a breath. "You might not approve of my life choices Knox, but I cannot quit my friend because you don't like her..."
