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“Don’t be late.” He gave me a knowing grin before sauntering off to his car.
I turned on my heel and headed back in the direction of the gym, quickening my pace the more I thought about the woman I was going to marry.
It had been a long engagement. I understood why my father had wanted to keep all this business with the Russians from me. Cait would probably kill him if he was the reason our wedding got delayed again.
I sighed. I’d thought things were finally calming down and I could enjoy my new wife, but it seemed I was going to be overrun with work again.
I wasn’t going to let that put a damper on anything though. We’d had two chances at this, I wasn’t going to fuck up our third… so it was my priority to get her down the aisle ASAP, her name tied to mine forever.
It was odd how quickly I’d flipped from being determined to get her out of this city, to being desperate to tie her to me in every possible way…
Being next to me was the only way I could protect her body, and her heart, and I’d promised myself I was never going to let anything hurt her again. Including me.
I spotted her waiting outside the gym as I approached, and I paused, standing back to appreciate the view for a moment. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun on the top of her head, highlighting her gorgeous profile. She wore a pale blue ombre sports bra with matching leggings, the thin material clinging to her curves. As I stared at her, I started to salivate, and then as if she’d sensed me, she turned her head, her eyes meeting mine.
Something happened in my body every time I looked at Cait, like a gas pilot light being ignited. It started as a low hiss, but the second we touched, it ripped through me like an inferno.
I grabbed her hands, pulling her up against my body, spinning us so that her back was pressed against the brick wall.
Her lips curled seductively as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Hello to you too.”
“Don’t talk.” I shushed her with a finger against her lips. She bared her teeth, sinking them into the digit with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
“Fuck,” I hissed, my dick weeping with appreciation.
She let my finger go, only to take it into her mouth again, her tongue soothing away the sting.
“Fuck tradition. I have to see you tonight.” I leaned in, peppering her neck with kisses as she showed my finger exactly what she’d do if it was my dick in her mouth. I inhaled her scent. The lingering aroma of her sweet perfume mixed with sweat was intoxicating.
Desire crashed around in my chest, tightening every muscle to the point of pain. I fucking wanted her.
“It’s bad luck.” My finger dropped from her mouth with a little pop as she pushed me away from her. I stumbled away, feeling cold as soon as I was separated from her.
“Fuck that.”
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her along with me to the alley next to the gym. The backdoor to the office was visible at the end, and I pushed through it into the dark hallway.
Electricity crackled in the air between us as I spun her, caging her against the wall again. I wanted to hold her down; I wanted to keep her close. Forever.
I found her plump lips in the dark, kissing her long and deep as her nails grazed the back of my neck. I was rock hard between us, and there was no way I was letting that go to waste.
She could spend her bachelorette with the soreness as a reminder. She was fucking mine. Anytime another man looked at her, the throbbing between her legs would mark her as mine.
“Mine,” I growled into her neck as I let her come up for air.
“Yours,” she gasped in response, her nails digging into my skin. I smiled. She was marking me too.
I let her go, fumbling around for the office door handle that was somewhere behind me. When I found it, I encircled her wrist and pulled her through the door, slamming it behind me.
This time I didn’t need to cage her. She grabbed the lapels of my jacket and pulled me against her body. I reached out to catch myself, my hands smacking against the wooden door either side of her head.
I felt her shuffling around in the dark, kicking off her shoes and standing up on her tiptoes to capture my lips.
I let my hands drop, sliding them down her body to her ass, palming her flesh so she had no choice but to grind against me.
“I want you,” I told her. I couldn’t see her, but I could feel her, and she wanted me too.
“You have me.” Her words swept through me like a river through a drought ridden savannah, calming me. Reassuring me.
