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Daniel tapped my cheek twice. I opened my mouth, and he eased past my lips until the tip kissed the back of my throat. My eyes watered, stinging, as mascara ran into them.

“One of my favorite looks,” Daniel said soothingly, swiping his thumb under my eye, staining the pad ink black.

He thrust again as I dove for his cock, his pupils dilating at the sound that came from the back of my throat. Surrender to him brought a freedom I could never capture in another setting. There was nothing else in the world but us in these moments.

“Take it deeper.”

I opened my throat as he drove into my mouth again, my lips hitting the base of his shaft this time. He wound my hair around his fist, taking another ounce of control away from me. He held my head in place and fucked my mouth at his own leisurely pace. All I could do was open wide and accept the gift.

“Tomorrow, every time you speak, you’ll remember who made you hoarse and how much you like having my cock down your throat.”

I moaned around his thick length, squeezing my thighs together.

He slid his foot between my knees, forcing them apart. “Did I say you could come?” he taunted me, and the pressure mounted at my center. When he took his cock out of my mouth, I whimpered at the loss. Daniel pulled on my hair, my face now tilted straight up where he towered over me. “Don’t try to steal my orgasms, Princess. I know how wet you are right now. A little more friction, and you’ll explode.” I licked my lips, and his eyes flickered as if he were jealous of my tongue.

When he pushed himself inside of my mouth again, he went so deep, I thought I’d swallow him whole. I closed my lips around him, letting my teeth scrape his length as he withdrew. He hissed, his hold on me tightening. He was close to release. I opened wider, eager to take him over.

“Since I’m giving you the privilege of having me in your mouth, it’s only fair that when you come, it’s in mine,” he said. He was the one doing all the work, yet I was the one panting.

Daniel made me feel as if I was the most precious thing on the planet. He’d once promised me he’d be able to make me come with only a look. And he could. There was a humility behind the power of his touch. He didn’t take for granted that I gave myself to him completely. It was a treasure, something he knew I would never give to another, and that fueled his love and desire for me.

When he came, he released in violent spurts, hot and thick. I swallowed every drop, licking him clean, none of that precious desire going to waste. He groaned as I ran my tongue up and down his length, smirking at my cat-like smile of satisfaction when I finished.

He slid to the floor and stretched out on his back. I lay on top of him, one of my favorite places to be. Daniel tugged on my hair, his authoritative tone in place when he spoke. “On my face.”

I crawled until my center was positioned above him. Daniel pulled my hips down so my nether lips were on his. I had no choice but to surrender once more, to accept the pleasure, my hands still bound behind my back.

He licked the seam between my lips, circled my clit, and slid into my opening. I cried out his name, and he French-kissed my sex in response. I bucked as his mouth possessed me, Daniel holding me still, digging into the flesh of my hips. With a squeeze, he gave me permission to come, and that’s all it took for me to detonate around him. He didn’t drag it out or make me wait. I was so ready the slightest touch had me falling into bliss.

“Need you. Inside,” I begged. It was a hoarse plea, and his response was muffled against me before his tongue shifted into overdrive. It mimicked the way his cock drove into my mouth—determined, relentless, insatiable—until I was coming into his mouth a second time.

He lifted me off his face and settled me on his chest, nuzzling my nose. “I think about doing that constantly,” Daniel said against my mouth. “I crave your taste, Vivian. It’s impossible for me to live without.” He proved that point day in and day out.

“I thought it was all of me,” I protested.

“It is. Don’t tell my Princess, but I’m completely addicted to every facet of her,” he whispered conspiratorially.

“She already knows,” I whispered back, kissing his smooth forehead.

“In that case, there’s no reason to hide it.” I nodded in agreement, stifling a smile. “Now let’s get to the important stuff. Do I want to keep your hands bound while I fuck you, or will you need that belt to bite down on when I make you scream?”

The memory mademe flush with desire. It was an assault on every one of my senses. I’d always need him in that way, and I couldn’t bear the thought of him with anyone else. Couldn’t fathom why he would want another. We both knew it could never be that way with someone else. Realizing that, believing that like I believed the sun would rise the next morning, revived my determination and reminded me why I needed to fight for him. We belonged together. He knew it. I just had to make him remember.

Chapter Fifteen

Vivian

Eight Years Earlier

Bam.Bam. Bam.

Muriella and I both froze. In the frenzy of getting ready, I’d somehow forgotten he was coming. My nerves spiked and I took a deep breath, centering myself. Daniel wasn’t expecting Nervous Nelly, and that wasn’t me any damn way.

“It’s time,” she whispered and gave me a quick hug. “I’ll go wait back there.” She motioned toward the bathroom.

I grabbed her hand and dragged her across the living room. We’d become close so quickly that I behaved as if we’d been best friends all my life. The truth was I needed her. Making friends with the other interns at work was difficult since we all viewed one another as competitors, but a few weeks of friendship with Muriella had cured some of the loneliness.

The knock this time was more insistent, impatient even. I smiled and counted to twenty before I opened the door. Daniel looked irritated, his fist raised as if about to knock the door down. He was devastating, wearing jeans and a white oxford shirt, the sleeves rolled up, revealing a hint of his forearms. I stared at them, allowing my imagination to meander down the path of what the rest of those arms looked like, given the muscle in just the sneak peek.

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