Page 183 of The Perfect Wrong


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Oh, fuck.

“Chris, I...I can’t come like this. I can’t come standing up with all these people just...just staring at us...”

I’m panting now.

“Nobody sees shit,” he growls. “You’ve got your back turned. To them, we’re just dancing. And that’s exactly what we’re doing, babe. Bring it home for me. All your best moves.”

I suck my bottom lip between my teeth.

My throat feels like a desert.

I’m probably dehydrated from the wet mess he’s made me all night, and now I’m creaming on his fingers.

While his hand works rough, he moves me so gently, this vicious contrast that takes me apart.

I still think the clowns behind us can see everything if they really look. But it probably resembles two drunken, overdressed lovers at a wedding, just swaying to the music oozing out the speakers.

All right, you win.

I can’t say it, but it’s all I can think of as his strokes come harder, more urgent.

My knees buckle, ready to send me crashing to the ground, but the badass holds me up.

And just when I think I can’t, he proves I absolutelycan.

His lips come down on mine.

My body explodes.

I come so hard I see stars—all the stars above—my pussy clenching around his fingers so tight I break.

I’m aching, burning, pulsing against his hand.

I fight crying out, but I end up groaning into his mouth instead.

Chris devours my pleasure and keeps working his fingers, a wicked prelude to all the ways I know he’ll take me later tonight.

When the storm passes, I collapse against him, wiping sweat off my brow, loving how he kisses me so gingerly like he’s waking me up from a dream.

And let’s be real, he absolutely is.

“Holy hell! I can’t believe you made me do t-that,” I stammer. “We’ve got to set some boundaries, Mister. No kidding this time.”

He chuckles like I can’t be serious.

Even his rolling laugh makes me ache for him. I want to drop to my knees and suck him off right here in the open, but there’s no hiding that from anyone.

WhatamI turning into?

“Leave that to me, babe. I know your limits. Don’t worry, I’m gonna push them all, sweet Delia.”

I suck in a breath, tingling to my toes.

“But why?” I bite my lip and look into his eyes.

“Because you’remine,dammit. You were a virgin before me. I’m the only man you’ve had—and the only one you get. I’ll burn these memories into you permanently. Gotta leave you something to fuck yourself to every night I can’t warm your bed. Have to keep you mine somehow.”

My heart dives.

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