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Maybe he is.

Maybe we both are.

Because this feeling with him is addictive.

Terrifying and ethereal all at the same time.

And he feels it, too. With every thrust of his hips, twist of his fingers in my hair, grunt and groan from deep in his chest, he gives himself to me.

He jerks hard on my hair, forcing my eyes up, then he grits his teeth and shoves into my mouth one final time, emptying his load down my waiting throat without looking away for a second, like he’s claiming me, making me his.

I swallow around his cock, the salty flavor of his release making my pussy clench to have it there. Nolan tugs my head back, pulling his wet dick free, and stares down at me for a moment, both of us panting and trying to catch our breaths. Only the desire hasn’t subsided from his gaze, and his cock is still hard as a fucking rock, jutting out in front of my face.

His right hand slips from my hair and cups my cheek worshipfully, like he can’t believe I’m here on my knees for him. Then he brushes his thumb over my lips as his tongue darts out and licks his own.

I’d give anything to know what he’s thinking at this moment, what he’s seeing as he looks down at me. The blue of his eyes darkens to almost midnight, and he reaches for me and drags me up against him, slamming his lips to mine in a brutal, demanding kiss.

Far from relieving whatever was pent up inside him, it seems what just happened has only spurred him on more, made him need something else, the same thing my body yearns for. I press my thighs together against the throb between them and moan into his lips, just as hungry and desperate as he is.

Pulling his mouth from mine, he grips my chin and squeezes it firmly. “Are you on birth control?”

It takes a second for his question to process through my lust-hazed brain. I can’t even seem to form words. Instead, I nod as much as his grip allows.

His eyes darken even more. “Is there any reason I shouldn't fuck you bare right now?”

Oh, God…

I shake my head. “No.”

“Good, me either.” He pushes off the counter and spins me around so I'm facing it, then wraps his arm around my chest and drags me back against him, his cock pressed between my ass cheeks. He grips my chin and twists my head until our eyes meet. “I'm going to fuck you hard, Jack. So hard you might not be able to walk to leave tomorrow, but I don't know how long I'm going to last with the feeling of your bare cunt around my cock. If it's anything like what your mouth felt like, this is going to be fucking fast.”

I don't even care.

It could be five seconds or five hours—I just need him inside me.

Nolan releases me and pushes on my back until my breasts hit the cool marble counter, then kicks open my legs with his foot and drags his cock through my dripping center. “Jesus Christ, Jack…are you ever not wet for me?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“Thank fuck.”

He grips my hips and rams into me in one aggressive thrust that rocks me forward. I brace my hands against the counter, and he wraps my hair around one wrist and jerks my head back until I can see us in the mirror.

“Watch, Jack. Watch me fuck you. Watch yourself come all over my cock.”

God, yes!

Nolan unleashed like this is so natural, so beautiful, so him. He isn’t bound by the expectations of his family or his career. That carefully practiced restraint and the polished, professional persona he uses for the courtroom falls away with every drive of his hips.

“God, you're so fucking hot and tight.”

I squeeze around him, and he drags his cock back and plunges into me again. The muscles in his neck strain, and he clenches his jaw as he sets a mind-bending rhythm, hammering in and out of me.

His hips piston relentlessly. His body so tense it might snap. His grip on my hair just painful enough to feel fucking incredible.

Without any barrier between us, the heat of his cock and the way the head drags against just the right spot inside me make my legs shake.

“Touch yourself, Jack. Make yourself come.”

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