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His guttural groan had me meeting his thrusts, begging for some kind of relief. He must have interpreted my silent commands because a second later his hand slipped from my thigh and went between my legs.

I popped his tongue out of my mouth, my head tilting back as his fingers slid between my folds and to my clit. The bundle of nerves practically sang as he stroked them.

“So wet for me,” he whispered in my ear. “Do you like the thought of me touching you, Lena?”

“Yes,” I responded, pushing my hips up higher. “Faster.”

“Beg me.” He flicked his tongue over my ear, his breaths making me shiver as they fanned over my neck. “Beg me to touch you.”

“Please,” I pleaded, not thinking about it for a single second. “Please touch me, Theo.” I gasped as he moved his fingers faster. “I need it. I need you.”

I grasped his shoulders, trying to keep myself steady. It was all happening too fast. The kisses on my neck, the way he expertly flicked my clit. He knew exactly what I needed and he wasn’t afraid to comply.

“Kiss me,” he demanded. “Kiss me like your life depends on it.”

I grabbed the back of his neck, yanking him closer to me, then slammed my lips onto his. I’d do anything at this point to keep him touching me. Anything to not let him stop.

I could feel the burn low in my stomach, spreading across my back and causing my muscles to tense. It was right there. Right. There.

Pulling my lips from his, I told him I was close, begging him not to slow down.

“As soon as you orgasm, I’m gonna fuck you.” He adjusted me a little and a second later I felt his erection back on my thigh, only this time it wasn’t covered by his pants. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard you’re gonna scream my name.”

“Theo,” I panted. His words were bringing me closer, but his fingers took me all the way. I exploded, fireworks going off behind my eyes and my body snapping straight as the wave of the orgasm blasted through me.

“Ready?” he asked, but he didn’t wait for me to answer as he lined his cock up at my entrance then thrust forward.

My mind was foggy, my body was on overload. It was all too much, but especially when the tip of his cock pressed against my G-spot. He was so wide, stretching my walls just enough to cause a pinch of pain.

But I liked it. I liked that he just barely slipped inside of me.

“Harder,” I begged. If I was doing this, I was going to make sure that I could still feel him in the morning. I was going to get my fill, because I knew after this, I wouldn’t be able to touch him again.

I had to draw a line.

I had to stop cheating the system.

I had to do what I’d come here for.

I had to take Theo Black down.

But first I had to give in to the temptation. And while I did, I’d enjoy every second of it.

Chapter Eight

LENA

“You missed the turning,” I told Theo, pointing out the window as if it would make a difference.

“I’m not taking you home yet.” His lips lifted on one side as his hand moved from the center console and onto my jean clad thigh. “I’ve had you all to myself for the last couple of days but I need to do a quick job with the guys.”

I squeezed my thighs together as butterflies took flight in my stomach. It was hard to concentrate when Theo was touching me. “A job?” I asked, sitting up straighter. I tried not to come across too eager, but it was almost impossible. “What kind of run?”

He took a turn into an industrial estate. “Just some last minute supplies.” He squeezed my thigh, his thumb rubbing back and forth. “It won’t take long.” He slowed the car as he looked at each section in the buildings then finally stopped in front of a black painted door that was half open. “You brought your gun right?”

I lifted my leg and tapped my ankle. “Yep.”

He grinned. “Good. Take it out.”

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