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She’s like a magnet, drawing me to her. “You don’t like being in control?”

“I do,” she breathes out. “But, I don’t get angry when things don’t go my way.”

“You weren’t angry when I asked you to be my bride?”

She licks her lips. “I was upset, sure, but I don’t brood.”

She’s the flame and I’m the idiotic little moth flying straight toward her. I inch closer. “When you said you hated me, that wasn’t brooding?”

Her eyes drop to my mouth. “I don’t hate you.”

Her lips are so goddamn red, like a cherry, and I want to taste them to see if they’re as sweet as they look.

The low thrum of being turned on beats throughout my body. “I don’t hate you either.”

And then, maybe because I don’t want Ronin to be the only person who gets to kiss her, maybe because I’ll go crazy if I don’t, I lean in and crash my mouth to hers.

Our tongues meet and she tastes so goddamn good.

The cues her body is throwing in my direction has me lifting her to straddle my lap. My cock hardens instantly. I have to get inside her.

I deepen the kiss, pulling her body down on me, grinding her hips into me.

I’m not letting go of this girl until someone drags me away from her.

I want this.

She wants this too.

The only thing rolling around in my cloudy, turned-on-brain is I need to feel her pussy.

I need to know how wet she is for me. I need to know if she wants me.

So, I trace my hand down her body, releasing her lips to kiss her neck as my hand treks toward her pussy.

I run my fingers up her thigh, until I’m met by the lace of her panties.

My eyes meet hers. “Do you want me to finger fuck you before we get to the party?”

She licks her lips and then closes her eyes, her head falling back as she moans out, “Yes.”

I groan and slip my finger under the band of her panties to feel along her wet seam. She’s so fucking soaked. “You like the way I touch you?”

She keeps grinding her pussy into the palm of my hand. “Yes, don’t stop.”

I suck her neck as I push a finger inside her. She’s tight as hell, but I keep going in further as she rides me in the backseat of this limo. I can’t wait to see her get off. “Will you be loud for me when I make you come?”

My cock lengthens as it pushes at the zipper of my pants. I can’t remember ever being this hard for a woman.

Clementine finds my lips, tangling her tongue with mine. She runs her fingers over the stubble on my jaw as I slip a second finger into her tightness. Since the moment I saw her in that red dress tonight, I have wanted exactly this.

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