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“Tell me, Malcolm.” Her hand, small and soft, cups my chin. “I need to know why I’m suddenly feeling as though my freedom is within reach.” London’s exhales are heavier, soft little pants over my lips. “Who are you? Why are you here for me?”
“You want to know why I always want you close?” My right hand leaves her hip, fingertips skimming up the center of her back until I reach her hair. Hair that I grab a fistful of so I can tilt her head back enough to lick a path from her neck to chin. “Why I can’t stop reaching out for you?”
“Yes,” she mewls out, hands moving down to my shoulders—grabbing onto me.
“Are you sure you’re ready for that answer, sweetheart? Because there’s no going back after I say the words.”
“Please. I need to understand.”
Nodding, I tighten my hold and appraise her. Rejoice in the mirrored hunger I see reflecting back at me. “What would you say, Ms. Foster, if I told you that I want to own your soul? That I want to make you mine. Tie you to me in every way a man can.”
A whooshing breath leaves her. “I’d say you are crazy and that we don’t know each other. My family isn’t going to allow this.”
“So, you have already said,” I hiss out when I feel her thighs clench.
“Because it’s the truth. My brother—”
“I’m more of a monster than prince charming,” I interject, putting a stop to that idiotic thought he’s put in her head, “but it doesn’t change our reality.”
“And what reality is that?” Another song begins, a heavier beat that pulses through the room. It sexy. Enticing. “You haven’t even asked me what I want yet.”
“Because I already know.” With my other hand, I grab onto and stop the slow roll of her hips. The unconscious dancing she’s been torturing me with. “You want out from beneath your family’s thumb, London. To feel safe again and freefall into this explosiveness between us.”
Her entire body freezes. “How do you know?”
“You’re running, and that stops here.” With a soft touch, I run soothing circles over her skin with the pad of my thumb.
“Still doesn’t explain how—”
“Sweetheart, there isn’t a single move made in this city that I’m not aware of. That doesn’t reach my ear.”
A slight flash of fear passes through her eyes then. “Then you know that…?”
“That your father and brother are scum? About the money they owe the Riveras back in Miami and their plans here?” My fingers dig a bit into her hip, but I release her before their imprint appear on her skin. I’ll never mark her out of anger, only pleasure. “Yes, I do. And mark my words, baby…they will pay.” For everything they’ve stolen from you.
“But how?” With her hands on my chest, she tries to stand but I hold firm. “Why are you doing this? I have a plan. My mind was made up.”
“Was being the operative word.” Bringing her face down to mine, I kiss those bee-stung lips with a bit of the manic hunger I possess. My tongue seeks hers out the moment she groans against my mouth, prying her slightly parted lips apart and taking what belongs to me.
She’s tentative in her own exploration, slowly running her hands up my chest and then neck, until she finds purchase at the nape. There, she embeds her slim fingers into my hair and tugs, creating a shooting rush of pleasurable pain that settles on the tip of my dick.
I flex against her, and she whimpers.
I press her down harder, and her thighs tremble.
I want to come all over her softness, but before that can happen, I’m going to gift her tonight.
Slowing the kiss down, I suck the bottom one between my teeth and bite down. “Tell me you want this? Admit it to yourself that you want me.”
Heavy-lidded eyes stare at me, so open and honest. “I do.”
“Thank you,” I say, pressing my lips to hers once more. “Twirl, I need you to know that I’m not a good man. That I have and will do things that you won’t agree with, but I promise you one thing…you will never fear me. The world might see my wrath, but you never will.”
“I don’t know why I believe you, Malcolm, but I do.”
“Good.” Grabbing her hips, I stand her up between my spread legs and sit back. Scratch the stubble on my chin as she squirms before me. “But enough with the heavy for now. We’ll come back to this another day.”
“Another day?”
