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I loosened my fist, letting the blade in it fall to my fingertips so it was in view. “You have ten seconds to leave.”
Her eyebrows pinched and hurt flashed through those midnight eyes, but for a couple seconds, she didn’t move. And when she did, she did it slowly.
“He wants to help me not be crazy. He wants me to not be this because I embarrass him. Disappoint him.” She lifted her shoulder subtly. “But he left me to survive for years without him. And I survived the only way I knew how out there. Just like you’ve survived by being what everyone needed you to be.”
My breaths were rough and exaggerated by the time she came to a stop in front of me, her neck fully exposed to me.
To the blade in my hand.
And yet, the only need I had was for her.
“Your destructive mind didn’t change anything. My family shouldn’t.”
I grabbed her and twisted, forcing her against the dresser.
Her shocked gasp died into a pleading moan when she tilted her head to rest against me. Her hands slid along the top of the dresser so she could push back against me.
My lips glided along her neck, my teeth grazing her pulse point. My dick strained against my pants when she shivered and breathed, “Oh God.”
I ran my hands up her waist and over her breasts. The blade in my hand slid through the middle of the shirt she was wearing on the way back down, but stayed just off her skin even as her breathing became rougher.
As soon as the shirt and my blade were on the floor, leaving her bare and ready, she turned to reach for me, but I stilled her with my hands on her hips. “Don’t move.”
She placed her hands on the dresser but looked at me from over her shoulder. The question in her eyes clear: Would I continue or put an end to this?
“Chaos.” My eyes fell to her full lips, and I hesitantly lifted my hand to brush the tips of my fingers across the bottom one. “Everything you make me feel. Everything you are. Chaos.”
A shuddering breath left her and her tongue darted out to wet her lips. “Kieran . . .”
“I hate that I want you.”
Her mouth twitched beneath my fingers. “The feeling’s mutual.”
Leaning forward, I whispered, “Bend over, Jessica.”
I grabbed a condom out of my wallet and stripped the rest of my clothes, my eyes raking over her body as I did. And with every passing second I reveled in the flush taking over her cheeks.
I rolled on the condom then ran my hands down her spine and over her ass, biting back a smirk when she whimpered as my fingers spread her lips and teased her clit.
“I’m not gentle.”
A shiver rolled through her. “Okay.”
“Tell me if it’s too much.”
“Okay,” she breathed, her head nodding against the wood of the dresser.
Her eyes never once left mine as I slid inside her, inch by inch, a groan building in my chest when I was fully seated.
“Please,” she moaned. “Please move.”
I did.
I moved with slow rolls of my hips at first, then faster and harder. Gripping her hips, I forced her against me, making her cry out and claw at the dresser. Her head dropped between her shoulders when I released my hold on her and ran my fingers along her sensitive clit. Her whimpers and pleas blurred together, ending with a cry of protest when I moved my fingers away. But I just trailed them back to her ass and over her tight hole.
“Fuck, Jessica,” I growled when she gripped my cock in response.
I did it again and then again. Each time she had to stifle a scream. Each time her reaction had me nearly coming undone.
