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“You’ve always had a man on you.”
My head jerked. “I … What?”
“Since the day after we first met at the club, you’ve had a guard.” He said it so matter-of-factly, like it was no biggie.
My lips parting in surprise, I stared at him. “But … why?”
“It isn’t obvious? I claimed you that first night. You know that. I don’t take chances with what’s mine.”
“And you never thought to tell me that, hey, one of your men was tailing me wherever I went? Because that seems like something I should have known.”
He gave a nonchalant shrug. “You would have told me it wasn’t necessary for you to have a guard. I would have disagreed, and I’d have had good reason for that. But you’d have felt it was an invasion of your privacy, so you’d have brushed off my concerns. We would have gone around and around in circles, neither willing to back down.”
My lips thinned. “So you just figured that you’d do what you want and leave me oblivious.” Typical. He was an absolute law unto himself.
He leaned in close, planting a hand on the island either side of me, caging me in. “You would have been taken tonight ifDuke hadn’t been close. Any number of things could have been done to you. I don’t say that to scare you, I say it to point out that my concerns are valid. Be pissed at me if you want, but I won’t apologize for ensuring that you were safe. It was necessary. Tonight proved it.”
Hellif I could argue with that. “We’re not in an arrangement anymore, though. Why do you still have someone watching over me? Why do you still consider me under your protection?”
His gaze flitted all over my face. “Why do you think?”
“I don’t know. That’s why I asked.”
He slowly lowered his head and flicked the tip of my nose with his. It was such a small thing, but my nerve-endings lost their mind. He was justso very, very close, and he smelled so unbelievably good. And I’d missed him. Missed him like crazy.
“I told you,” he began, his voice pitched low and deep, “I don’t take chances with what belongs to me.”
My breathing stuttered as his hand settled on my thigh. The muscles there went tight, and I had to grip the sides of the stool to keep myself from reaching out and touching him. It didnothelp that he stared at me through eyes that burned with need.
I swallowed. “We parted ways, remember?” My voice broke on the latter word.
“Doesn’t matter.” His mouth did a whisper-soft pass over my own. “I still think of you as mine.” He snaked his hand further up my thigh, and I was so tightly wound I almost jumped.“You still feel mine.” His gaze dipped to my lips. “Hmm, I wonder if you still taste like you’re mine.” He gave me a soft, barely-there kiss, sweeping the tip of his tongue against my own. “Yeah, you do. Always fucking did.”
He took my mouth in one smooth, entitled move. There was nothingbarely-thereabout this kiss. It was hard. Deep. Bruising.
I fisted his shirt, arching into him, soaking in the feel of his hands gliding and squeezing. God, this was stupid. This was really, really stupid. But I wasn’t going to stop.
It wasn’t merely that I was so damn lonely. Or that he was so safe and familiar—two things I needed right then. It was quite simply that he wasDanton.
I had no willpower when it came to him. It was part of why I’d done my best to avoid him since ending the arrangement. I’d known I’d so easily cave if he made a move.
The raw hunger in his touch was like a drug. He always touched me this way. As if he’d lose his mind if he didn’t. It was heady and thrilling.
He peeled off my tee. My bra went next. I shakily unbuttoned his shirt while he palmed and squeezed my breasts.
The shirt finally open, I urgently pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms, letting it drop to the floor. I smoothed my hands down his warm, solid chest, digging my nails in just a little.
Growling, he shoved up my skirt and thrust his hand inside my panties, cupping me possessively. “Has any other cock been here since I last had you?” he asked, a dark edge to his voice. “Or has my pussy been good?”
Uninterested in admitting that I hadn’t wanted anyone but him, I said, “Stop talking, Danton, and fuck me.”
His eyelids lowered. “Answer my question.”
Instead, I lifted my chin and asked, “What’s your cock been up to since you last saw me?”
“Not a thing. Now answer me.”
Not a thing? He couldn’t be serious. Could he? I didn’t know. I was in no state tothink. I needed him inside me.
