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“Why should I?” A pout formed on her lips as she whirled away from him. “Why should I tell you anything?”
If she thought he was going to let her get away that easily, she was wrong. She had hoped she was wrong. Prayed she was.
Before she could take the first step he wrapped an arm around her waist, picked her up, then strode through the apartment. Straight to her bedroom and to the bed.
“You will say it,” he promised her, his voice filled with arousal and demand now.
“Before you get out of this bed, I promise you, you’ll say it. ”
Rogue swiped the hair from her face, leaned up on her elbows, and watched him undress. He tore at his clothes. Buttons ripped from his shirt, his boots were tossed to the floor, his jeans, underwear, and shocks taken off in one swipe. When he stood before her, all dark flesh and raging arousal, Rogue swore she lost her breath.
His cock was furiously engorged, the wide crest flushed dark and throbbing as his fingers circled the thick shaft and pumped it with several slow, erotic strokes.
“Undress,” he ordered, his voice rough, his eyes dark.
“You’re getting awful bossy,” she murmured, though she rose from the bed as she watched him carefully.
She didn’t just tear her clothes off. She bent her knee and pulled off first one shoe, then the other and let them drop to the floor. Next, with slow, exacting movements her hands gripped the hem of her light sweater and she pulled it over her head, finally shaking her hair free as his groan whispered to her.
His expression was intent now, his face flushed. Golden brown eyes seemed darker, more predatory as her fingers went to the snap of her jeans.
The metal closure came free easily, the zipper rasped open, and seconds later she was pushing the denim from her legs and standing before him in nothing but the wicked black lace of her thong and bra. As he watched, her hands lifted and she cupped the swollen mounds of her breasts before flicking open the plastic clip of the bra.
“God, I’ll have a stroke before you get those panties off,” he groaned hoarsely. “Could you try to hurry, baby? Control isn’t something I have a lot of right now. ”
She smiled. Let him suffer then. He deserved to suffer for what he’d done to her. Just a little bit.
“I should worry about your control?” she asked, her voice soft, deliberately sensual.
“Really, Zeke. I’ve suffered a week now. Where have you been?”
His eyes narrowed. “You wouldn’t even talk to me when I called, Rogue. ”
She shrugged. “Maybe I didn’t want a phone between us, Zeke. Maybe I wantedyou .
Andyou weren’t here. ”
She shivered as she let her fingertips trail down her stomach and imagined the touch of his fingers against her. Calloused, rough, warm.
“You are treading a very thin line, sweetheart,” he rasped.
“Are you going to handcuff me, Sheriff?” Her fingers dipped beneath the elastic of her thong, her breath catching as her fingertips grazed her clit.
The look on his face was sexy as hell. Dark and primal. She wondered how long it would take him to break that incredible control of his.
“Damn, you’re gorgeous,” he breathed out as she trailed her fingers back to her breasts and whispered a touch over her nipples.
“Am I really?” She smiled back at him. “I’m a little short. ”
“That’s what they make those damned high heels for,” he breathed roughly. “Rogue, sweetheart, we’re reaching critical here. ” His hand tightened on his cock. “Take the panties off, baby. ”
“You take them off. ”
It was a dare. It was a challenge. And she should have known better. She would have if it hadn’t produced exactly the reaction she wanted.
He was across the distance in two short steps. His fingers curled under the band of the thong and pulled. The material ripped away from her with a hiss of a sound. One arm went around her back and he lifted her, dragging one leg over his hip as he turned to the bed.
The heavy crest of his cock was poised at the entrance to her pussy, pressing against her as he laid her back along the bed, spread her legs wide, and lowered his gaze to watch.
