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“Mmm.” Is that a bead of moisture at the tip of his cock? I lick my lips.

“You want a taste?”

Heat rushes to my cheeks. That makes me look up at him. “Yes?”

“Not sure?”

“Very sure about wanting a taste. Not sure if I’ll be any good at the rest of it.”

He catches his lower lip between his teeth, his gaze hooding, and he strokes himself. “Can I join you on the bed?”

I nod silently.

He stretches out beside me, big and hard and warm next to my little, shaking form.

His fingers trail up my side, caressing my waist, then the curve of my breast, before he catches my arm as I reach for his erection. He squeezes his fingers tight around my wrist. With a grunt, he pins me to the mattress.

“You said I could have a taste,” I protest wildly.

“Changed my mind.”

“But—”

“In time, Abigail.” He gives me a heated look. “Such a pretty name for a bad little girl who breaks into cabins and sleeps in strange men’s beds.”

Oh. “I thought we’d maybe moved on from that.”

“I can be forgiving.” His mouth follows the same path his fingers blazed along my body, and suddenly he’s on top of me, adding his full body weight to the tight pin of his hands on my wrists.

I tense and he growls. He wants me to fight back. He wants me to struggle.

It’s a realization I have, first about him, but then also about myself.

Iwant to fight.

Iwant to struggle.

I jerk against his tight grasp. He lifts his head, his gaze catching on my own glare. His eyes flare as he wrestles me on the bed, both hands now pinning my arms down. His legs work between my thighs to stretch me wide open, overwhelming me.

And then I feel the long, hard, thick ridge of his erection. He rubs it obscenely against the soft, warm apex of my thighs.

He rolls his whole body, dragging that length against my clit and working it into the soft folds of my pussy, even through my panties.

I shudder, my whole body rippling against him.

Time freezes as he gazes down at me, his eyes glittering.

And then we crash together.

Me straining up to meet him. Him growling as he bites into my mouth, his teeth raking my lips, his tongue a hard thrust against mine.

I ache for him to take me now, fear over his size forgotten as my body begins to burn.

But he won’t. He will dothis. He will savage me, but he won’t put me at risk of—

Hysteria bubbles up inside me.Just tell him. Tell him you’re richer than sin, if only you have a baby…

But this is what’s on offer, and I will grab it with both hands.

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