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“Our deal is done.” Andre’s eyes don’t leave my face as I fight my way past the zipper keeping him from me. “The only agreement we have is that you belong to me.”
“That’s what I don’t like.” I finally manage to get his pants undone and immediately shove my hand inside to grip him tight. “That’s what I want to renegotiate.”
Andre hisses between his teeth as I free him from his pants and work my fist down his length, but his expression is angry as he pulls my face so close the tip of my nose touches his. “Not happening. You are and will always be mine, Duchess.”
I lean forward, reaching under the t-shirt I stole from Andre to pull my panties to the side, before sinking down over him, the glide of his body into mine immediately making me gasp as I take him in inch by inch. With nothing between us, the drag of his skin on mine adds another layer of sensation, one I didn’t expect to be as significant as it is.
Andre grips my hips, pinning me in place. “We need a condom, Paisley.”
“No we don’t. I started taking the pills.” I rock against him, one hand going to his throat, bracketing it the way he does mine. “You feel so good.”
Up until this moment I thought the way he held me was about power.
About control.
But the feel of Andre’s pulse under my thumb is about something else entirely.
It’s intimate, connecting me to him in a way that speaks of trust and vulnerability.
It explains so much about him.
So much about me.
About us.
I lean in to rake my teeth across his lower lip as I rise and fall over him, each press of his body into mine pushing me to move faster.
Harder.
“So good.” I grip the back of the chair as his hand slips between our bodies, fingers teasing across my clit, sending me into a state of uncontrolled need.
I grind against him, desperate for all he gives me, the hand at his neck holding a little tighter as words escape my lips.
“You are mine, Andre.” The chair squeaks with each bounce of my body. “You belong to me.”
I know he’s not perfect. Maybe not even good.
But neither am I. No matter how hard I tried to be.
His fingers dig into my hips, dragging me down harder as he pushes up into me, slamming our bodies together in a way I’m sure to feel tomorrow.
My body pulls tight as heat builds in my belly, stretching to reach where he fills me before snapping back in a release that steals my breath and my vision. I cling to him as he continues to thrust, shoving into me at a feral pace until the length of his cock swells and twitches, sending out waves of heat that make our joined bodies slicker as I sag against him, completely drained.
And relaxed for the first time in days.
Andre’s fingers slide under mine, working them away from his neck before bringing my palm to his lips. “We might need to work on your grip a little.” His dark eyes find mine. “Unless you were intending to murder me for not consulting with you about my plans.”
I huff out a little laugh. “I think I just got a little carried away. Sorry.”
“I’m not complaining.” He kisses my hand again before pressing it to the side of his face. “It was well worth the risk.”
I stroke along his cheek, my head settled into the crook of his neck as I work up the motivation to move. “You should have talked to me about it, though.”
Andre runs one hand up my spine, the soft touch soothing the turmoil I’ve been weathering. “I was trying to protect you.”
“From?” There are many options and I’m not sure I can narrow down which one he’s thinking of.
He might have wanted to be sure I wasn’t connected to what happened in any way.
