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CHAPTER11

Ava

I woke the next morning still flush against his chest. His arm squeezed me a little and he groaned in his sleep. I nestled as close as I could. I was still clothed and so was he, but that didn’t much matter.

I could still feel his thick length hard against my backside, which made my bottom tense just a little. I wanted him. Everywhere.

I wanted to erase the feeling of Anthony’s eyes on my skin.

“I love waking up like this with you in my arms,” he murmured, and I shivered as his breath tickled the tiny hairs on the tips of my ears.

“Mhmmm,” I moaned. I pushed my ass back against him and he groaned with pleasure.

“Why do I feel like you’d rather be waking up to something else?” he chuckled.

“I want you,” I whined.

“Needy girl,” he teased. His voice was light and full of amusement and I enjoyed the sound of it. He brushed his lips against my neck, trailing soft kisses along my sensitive skin. I angled my head, giving him greater access. His arm pressed down on the bed and suddenly he was on top of me.

“Cyrus,” I breathed.

His palm surrounded my breast and he squeezed it hard enough to hurt.

“Not yet, my sweet. I want you to eat something first,” he muttered, pulling away from me. I pouted as prettily as I could, but it was clear from his firm expression that he had already decided.

“But…” I began, and he shook his head.

“Keep pouting, and you’ll earn a spanking before your fucking,” he warned.

I pouted harder. A seductive gleam sparkled in his gaze. He sat back and studied my face intently for several moments. I said nothing, but I was sure that my face said everything.

I wanted his hand on my skin. I needed his mark more than anything. I needed him to show me that I belonged to him so that I could chase away Anthony’s touch.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up against his chest. I gasped at his sudden possessiveness and his lips crashed into mine. He stole my breath and took it as his, claiming me in that moment more thoroughly than anyone else ever could. His hand wound around my throat and I could feel his restraint in his fingers as they squeezed me tight and then loosened immediately.

He wanted to stake his claim as much as I wanted him to.

“There is a box for you on the bathroom counter. You will dress in that and nothing else and meet me on the balcony. Be a good girl for me and I will make certain that you get everything you need,” he whispered. His fingers trailed down my spine and he grabbed my ass.

“Cyrus,” I sighed, pressing myself up against him.

“For the rest of the day, you are to refer to me as sir. Now go freshen up and do as you’re told,” he murmured.

“Yes, sir.”

My voice trailed off as my cheeks were set ablaze. His cock was impossibly hard against my hip and my core squeezed tight as I imagined it sinking inside me.

I shivered when I thought about him taking my ass once again.

“Ava,” he warned.

“I’m going, sir,” I squeaked. As I turned, he slapped my backside hard enough to sting through my sweatpants. I glanced back at him, really taking in the picturesque view behind him for the first time. He’d taken me to a high-rise building of some kind and the entire outer wall of the bedroom was floor-to-ceiling windows. The bed was the biggest one I’d ever seen, and the sheets had been more than heavenly. Probably something like a million-thread count. The headboard was quilted in dark gray cloth and spanned most of the wall. Dark wood beams bisected the ceiling, giving the place a very expensive and luxurious feel.

Curious now, I padded off into the master bathroom. It was even bigger than I expected. The shower was large enough for a baseball team, complete with rain showerheads and steam vents along the floor. The Jacuzzi tub was large enough to fit two people very comfortably and was full of jets. As I walked across the floor, I noticed that the exquisite marble tile beneath my feet was heated. It felt heavenly underneath my toes.

The counter was covered in all the things a girl could ever need. There was makeup, perfume, toothbrushes, hairbrushes, lotions, the works. It was overwhelming at first, but I decided to start by brushing my teeth.

After that, I brushed my hair and splashed a little water on my face before glancing at the large clothing box that was waiting for me. I gripped the top and pulled it open.

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