A/N: I don't own Valkyrie, Anton, or Billy-Ray. Lime alert for this chapter.
Anton and I went into his office and when he locked the door behind him I grinned. I didn't need a second invitation. I went to him, drawing him into a kiss, using his tie to pull him closer. Anton indulged me by deepening the kiss, then picking me up and carrying me to the leather sofa, not breaking our connection.
I slithered my hands inside his suit jacket, enjoying how his muscles still jumped, then he was shrugging off the coat and discarding the tie for me while I worked on his shirt buttons. Anton grinned wolfishly as I got his shirt open, trailing kisses down his toned chest, and soon he was out of that too. He leaned back and patted his chest, and I grinned, then slithered up to him, drawing a slight whimper from him.
"Aww, now that we're laying down, the big, bad Dead Man can't get my tunic off." I teased. Anton's eyes flashed at the challenge, and he'd flipped me under him in a combat maneuver in an instant. Then it was him straddling me, his long and artistic hands darting in and out of my tunic, and I was whimpering and begging for mercy.
Anton's look of desire softened, and he scooted back off of me, helping me up gently. This happened when we were together, his innate gentleness would take over. But it didn't stop him from reverently trailing kisses all over me as he peeled my tunic up gently. Then he had it off and was admiring my new lacy push up bra. He just had his fingers brushing against the delicate lace, and I had my fingers curled into his belt loops when there was a rumbling roar and I felt myself being drug underneath the ground by my feet.
Steely arms worked their way up my body, and then we were traveling. When we stopped and I felt hands start to caress my bare midriff, I didn't dare to move. A penlight came on, and Billy-Ray Sanguine grinned at me, then saluted me with his razor. "Hey, little darlin'. I've been thinkin' real hard on that kiss we shared. Real hard." He said, and I could hear the danger in his voice as he drew his straight razor teasingly over my bra between my cleavage.
"And you and me, we gotta special connection from that kiss. I guess I knew it was you I wanted all along." He said, and I was aware of how careful I had to be so I smiled faintly and nodded. "You want me too, don't you?" He asked, as he clambered on top of me.
"Yes, of course I do." I purred. "But we can't do much underground, Billy-Ray." I said, snaking my hands into his suit jacket and telling myself to think of it being Anton. So I closed my eyes and initiated a searing kiss, knowing that no matter how far things went it was worth it to protect my family from this lunatic.
Billy-Ray responded with passion, yet he was surprisingly gentle. And as he started off again, going on and on about how much he loved me and how much I'd enjoy Texas, I hoped my family would rescue me. Then I remembered something. I was the bad girlfriend and Anton had believed I wanted Billy-Ray the first time, and from his ban at the hotel I suspected he still did.
Oh, great. She not only gets abducted by a lunatic, there's every possibility that Anton will leave her with him.