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I refused to fill in the blank, fighting to maintain my dignity as he pulled out, slamming into me again.
And again.
My pussy muscles ached, stretching to accept his huge shaft. I wanted nothing more than to shout to the world that I hated him, that I refused to accept the filthy and sadistic act he was performing, but I couldn’t. I was at a loss for thoughts or words of any kind as he claimed every inch of me, the force he used shoving me against the railing. My entire body vibrated from the adrenaline rush, his touch both enigmatic as well as devastating. I would never be able to recover, wouldn’t be able to stand to look at myself in the mirror.
My reflection would tell no lies.
The dirty, primal experience was exhilarating, my blood pulsing. Why? Why? Why? Tiny whimpers escaped my mouth, the sound ripped with passion and wildness, as if the filthy moment was exactly what I needed in order to breathe. I could never admit what I’d done. How could I?
The little voice inside my head was now only chastising me because this was indeed what fantasies were made of. He’d already shoved me into a wild moment of pure ecstasy where all time and space had ceased to exist.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” My cries floated into the air, only the lapping sounds of water hitting the rocky shoreline capable of drowning out my intense whimpers. I blinked several times, trying to shove away the fog that had formed around my eyes. But it was no use. I was too far gone in the moment of complete rapture, no longer able to think clearly.
And within seconds, my body’s reaction was yet another distinct betrayal as a climax rushed into my system. There was no holding back, no pretense of romance. There were only his savage needs as he pummeled into me.
As well as the most incredible pulsations of bliss, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy.
The dazzling man seemed to sense my near explosion, thrusting like a wild animal, digging his perfectly manicured nails into my sensitive flesh.
As the orgasm rushed through me, tickling every cell and muscle, I bit back a scream.
At least the first time.
Within seconds, another climax soared up from my toes, pushing me into euphoria. I threw my head back with a guttural bellow as my body reacted involuntarily, meeting every hard thrust. Skin slapping against skin.
Heart racing.
Goosebumps popping.
Everything about this was evil but no man had ever brought me this much pleasure.
There was no doubt he was close to coming, his breathing ragged, his pace quickening. I slapped my hands on the rail, arching my back and closing my eyes.
In the next few seconds, he erupted, spilling his seed into my womb. At that very second, I made myself a promise, a commitment that I would honor no matter how long it took.
I would never surrender to his charm or his demands. He might force me to accept his brutal actions, but he would never get inside my mind. The thought was crazy, but I knew that after tonight, I could never see him again. With any luck, he was nothing more than a tourist and the promise I made to myself would be easily kept.
He threw his head back and roared, as if claiming me was the only thing he could do.
And for some crazy reason, I had a feeling we’d been driven together by an act of serendipity.
Only I had a feeling I’d regret my decision to engage in our round of passion.
CHAPTER 8
Diego
I’d sensed from the second I’d brought Sabrina to the lighthouse I’d been playing with fire. However, I couldn’t resist her.
Not. One. Inch.
My mouth watered just thinking about her, my cock aching from the agonizing need to take her all over again. I watched with continued fascination as she dipped into the water of the hot tub, the bubbles immediately hiding her voluptuous body. Even the way she took a sip of the wine I’d poured was seductive. I grinned the moment she dragged her tongue around the rim, the action exaggerated.
I threw back more of the rich merlot before placing the glass on the table. The facility had come fully stocked with provisions, the wine selection impressive. The location was as private as it was secure, something I required. Why was it that I had a deliciously devilish thought about keeping her here for my use, locking her inside the bedroom when I wasn’t available? I could only imagine how the feisty woman would handle that, fighting me as she’d done almost everything else up to this point.
However, the sheer look of satisfaction crossing her face at this moment was a justified reward for the round of pleasure we’d shared.
She was beautiful beyond anything I’d ever expected to find. Not that I usually allowed myself to indulge in acts of passion in this regard. Just allowing her to enter into my space was ridiculous. The stunning raven-haired goddess could be anyone, including a person hired by my enemy.
