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My mouth slams against hers and my heart wildly accelerates behind my ribcage as I take my fill of her unique taste.
“Mark,” she moans as my greedy hands roam her body. It feels like I waited all eternity for her, until it became an unbearable ache, demanding to be filled.
Those pale blue eyes look like aquamarine stones, full of passion swirling in their depths.
“I’ll give you everything you want.” My voice sounds strange, guttural like animals holding prey in their paws, rumbling a warning. “But first, I need to get lost in you.” I’m desperate for her, but so is she for me.
“Good,” she breathes out. “I want that too.”
My hands slide down her tights, and she grips my shoulders for support like she needs an anchor. Grabbing the corner of her dress, I start to peel it off her body. My hands skim over her exposed skin while I slowly unwrap her delicious curves. All of her is mine.
“I want you. Every secret. Every scar. Every drop of your pain.” I admire her strength, so perfectly aligned and tangled with her flaws. “And these lips.” I stroke the edge. “They drive me nuts.”
“Then kiss me and make me yours, Mark, because all I have are flaws and scars so deep, they still bleed and ache.”
I don’t deserve her. But I can’t deny her either.
Her legs wrap around my waist as soon as I pick her up and carry her to my bedroom. When I lower her down to the hardwood floor, I stand back to take her in. She is a stunning miracle. A survivor just like me. Her story embedded in her skin like on canvas.
“You are perfect to me in every way, Cassandra. There is no part of you I don’t want.”
Her pale skin coats with goose bumps. Her nipples pebble under the bra into tight buds and my mouth waters. Watching her track my every move, I unfasten the zipper and push my jeans down my hips.
She seals the gap between us and my hard as steel cock jerks, affected by her nearness. Her hand wraps around my length, and I let out a curse.
“Oh, Bird, don’t tease me. My control’s hanging by a thread. When it snaps, you’re in trouble,” I groan a warning.
My control’s already teetering on the edge. I?
?m no saint. I catch her around the waist, slapping her curvy behind, making her gasp.
“This time, I won’t let you out of this room until you’re full of me and crave only me. Know only my name, falling like a chant from your lips.”
“If you think you can,” she puffs, challenging me.
“There is only one way to find out.”
She chuckles and the sound, like an intoxicating resonance, vibrates through me.
I push her on my bed, admiring her hair, glowing on my charcoal sheets, and her skin flaming from the mark my palm left. It makes me burn with satisfaction as she turns those heated eyes on me, promising a good fight. Perhaps I underestimated her. She clearly needs to know my strength before she gives in to my demands.
“Are you on birth control?”
“I am.”
“Good.” I steal a kiss. “I’m also clean.” I bring the report from my side table. After her eyes skim over it, she passes it back to me. And I know after Logan’s death, she never took a lover to her bed even if her family tried to hook her up with other men.
When I return, I ask, “Do you trust me, Cassandra?”
She crooks her neck as she considers my question. “What do you mean? What do you have in mind?”
Instead of answering, I want to see how she will react being at my mercy. I walk to the wardrobe and pull out the soft leather handcuffs. Fisting the chain in my hand, I turn around and walk deliberately slowly, letting her see it, think about it.
But her heated eyes darken with anticipation. Interesting. As I walk closer to her, I get more excited to see if she is afraid or disturbed by it.
“Do you want me to chain you, Mark?”
I chuckle, leaning over to cup her face and look straight into her curious eyes.
