Page 74 of The Rebel


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Of coming inside her.

And then I was done.

I had to be done.

This goddamn merger was just too much.

Tonight, at her house, was too fucking much.

So was Canada and our liquor store run-in.

And the fact that Rowan had lied and was now going to be my business partner.

But Walter and Ray hadn’t signed the contract, so technically, she wasn’t my partner yet. That meant that every sinful, unprofessional thing I wanted to do to her body was still allowed.

Until our companies became one.

“I just want you.” Words I wanted to hear despite my anger toward her. “And right now, I’ll take you however I can get you.”

As she clung to the top of my belt buckle, her hand lifted and flattened on my abs. A place she’d already touched tonight. The placement wasn’t what had caused my dick to harden. That had happened from the closeness of her body when she grabbed my arm and blocked me from exiting.

What was it about this woman that I couldn’t resist, even when I was mad at her for withholding the truth?

What was it about her that I constantly wanted more of?

Even her voice was a kind of satisfaction I’d never experienced before.

I growled, “I know just how to satisfy that pussy. I promise I’m going to give you even more than you want.”

I reached around her back, lowering to her ass, which I grabbed and squeezed, using it to lift her into the air. While those green eyes gazed at me, the movement sent me her apple and cedarwood scents.

Why did she have to be so perfect for me?

I held her gaze, teasing myself.

Antagonizing every inch of my body, knowing I was more than ready to rip off her jeans and plunge inside her pussy.

But if this was the last time I was ever going to get to taste her, I needed to take my time.

I needed to savor.

Sample.

And worship.

Because whenever she walked by my future office, or we rode in the same elevator in our new building, or we sat around the conference table for a meeting, this was what I would remember.

I walked her over to a wall that wasn’t covered in art, and as I held her against it, I devoured her lips, spreading them with my tongue, dipping between them, where I was instantly met with the flavor of the wine she’d been drinking.

Her tongue circled mine.

And she began to moan with each exhale.

It was as if those sounds had been generated in my own chest, as if they were coming through my throat—that was how much I felt them.

And, fuck, it was enough to make my hips thrust forward, pressing my hard-on against her pussy, as I fantasized about the heat that was waiting for me in there. The way Rowan was goingto be so turned on by the time my tip slid in that it would slip right into her snugness.

“Cooper!”

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