Page 57 of Fire with Fire

“No.”

The simple answer surprised her. She turned to see if he was kidding and was surprised to find that his expression serious. Her throat was suddenly dry, and she busied herself opening a door to one side of the room that ended up being a luxurious bathroom.

“I took the liberty of having some things delivered for you,” he said when she came back into the room. “You should have everything you need.”

“You’re not staying with me?” She was surprisingly disappointed by the idea.

He walked toward her, wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her hard against him. She gasped when she felt the length of his hard cock against her stomach, and an answering blush of moisture opened up between her legs.

“I don’t intend to spend one night away from you while I have you.” He swept her lips into a languid kiss that somehow felt like a promise. For a long moment she was lost to the feel of his body against hers, his hands on her ass, his cock throbbing against her, his tongue claiming her as his. When he pulled away she could hardly breathe. “I have business to attend to. Why don’t you rest or freshen up? We’ll have dinner in a bit.”

She could feel his reluctance in the way he pulled away, the way he held her hand until it finally dropped from his. He turned and disappeared into the hall, leaving her to wonder what kind of magic had been wrought on her life to bring her to this moment — and when the spell would be broken.

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