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When my feet hit the rug, I stood up, doing my best to move stealthily so I wouldn’t disturb him. When I took my first step, he heard me.
With a deep voice that sounded perfectly awake, he commanded me. “Get back here.”
“I’m going to bed.”
“Then lie down.” He opened his eyes and turned his head my way. With rich brown eyes that complemented the depth of his soul, he stared at me with powerful hostility. He patted the bed beside him.
“I thought you’d want to sleep alone.”
“No.” He patted the bed again, this time harder. “When I wake up, the first thing I’m going to do is fuck you. So get back here.”
A wave of desire ran through me, making me feel beautiful again when I didn’t think it was possible. He didn’t get tired of me after he had me. He wanted to keep taking me. I moved back onto the bed and tucked myself under his sheets.
He turned his gaze to the ceiling again and closed his eyes.
“You aren’t afraid I’m going to kill you?” There was bound to be a gun in here somewhere. All I had to do was point it at his face while he slept, and his life would be over.
He sighed like he was too peaceful to really care about the question. “No, sweetheart. I’m not afraid of anything. In fact, I hope you try. Just gives me a reason to punish you.”
It was noon when I woke up the next day.
Carter was already awake, scrolling through his phone and checking his emails. The sheets were bunched around his waist, showing his chiseled stomach and sexy, tanned skin. His short dark hair was slightly messy from the way I’d gripped it last night.
When he realized I was awake, he tossed his phone on the nightstand. “Morning, sweetheart.”
“Morning.” I turned on my side and faced him, the sheet pulled to my shoulder.
He opened his nightstand and pulled out a condom. He ripped through the foil quickly then rolled the latex onto his hard dick. He pushed the sheets back, revealing his monster size and thickness. He was the biggest man I’d ever taken, putting Egor to shame. “Right to the point, huh?”
He positioned himself on top of me and rolled me onto my back. “I warned you last night.” He separated my thighs so his hips could slide through. The muscles of his chiseled physique shifted and moved under the skin. His narrow hips had deep lines in between the muscles, making a prominent V that turned his body into the perfect shape of a triangle. “I went easy on you last night.” He held his face above mine, his lips taunting my mouth with their proximity. “Not again.”
This man helped himself to me like I was a station on a buffet line. He was nice enough to at least let me wake up first, but the second my eyes were open, he went for the kill. My palms immediately pressed against his pecs, my favorite feature. They were two slabs of powerful muscle, hard against my hands. “Really? Because I enjoyed it a lot…” My eyes shifted to his lips before I looked into his gaze again.
He held his body still on top of mine, his brown eyes looking into mine with that same aggression. His cock twitched slightly in response. I could feel the latex rub against my thigh with the movement. His hard jawline tensed a little more, and he seemed angry with himself for being moved by my words. He got off on my pleasure. Maybe it was because he was a gentleman. Or maybe it was because it inflated his already fat ego. “You like it nice and slow?”
“I like how you gave it to me…” My fingers dug into his shoulders as I waited for him to slip inside me. I couldn’t believe I was saying these words to a man who kept me as a prisoner. Instead of being a slave, I felt like a woman he’d brought home for the night. For just a moment, it was a different kind of fantasy, one where I could pretend I was free.
He pressed his forehead against mine and inhaled deeply, a slight moan coming from his lips. His cock twitched again before he pressed his lips against mine, giving me a slow kiss like he did the night before.
The chemistry was there the second we touched. The air left my lungs as soon as our warm bodies combined. My fingers moved into his hair, and I kissed him like he was the only man I ever wanted. I loved his kiss, loved the way his soft lips moved against mine and claimed them. When he gave me his tongue next, my thighs squeezed his hips.
Without realizing what I was doing, I ground my hips against his body, feeling his length rub against my throbbing clit. I panted into his mouth, my fingers digging deeper into his hair. This man ignited my sexual desire, made me feel like a woman again. I forgot how wonderful sex could be, even if it was meaningless. He brought me back to life, made me feel pleasure for the first time in years.
