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I move her near the desk and press her hands to the wood, “What are you doing?” she asks anxiously, eyeing me over her shoulder.

“Admiring your beautiful ass.” I stroke her between her legs, my fingers sliding inside her in a quick tease that has her arching into the touch. Once I know she’s lost in the sensation, I squeeze her cheek before I give it a tiny smack.

She yelps and rotates to face me, her breasts all bountiful as she confronts me, grasping the desk on either side of her. “What was that?” she demands.

I pull her into my arms. “A love pat, baby. Just a love pat.” I kiss her hard and fast, and she tangles her fingers into my hair, giving it a rough tug.

“You’re brutal.”

“Hmmm. And you like it, baby. You know you do.”

“Too much,” she whispers, and there’s a shift in the air, an emotional bomb that just landed right there between us, dropped by the heavens above I swear, because I didn’t do it. And I don’t even think she did.

“Now it’s my turn to order you around,” she says. “Get undressed.”

“Only if I can spank you,” I say.

“Not this time,” she whispers, her fingers stroking the stubble on my jaw.

“That’s not a no.”

“It’s not a yes.”

“I can live with a maybe,” I say, and I step back from her, and pull my shirt over my head.

She smiles at what she sees and says, “Now I can watch you.”

I laugh. “Yes. Now you can watch me.”

When I have put on my show for her and I’m naked, my cock jutting forward so freaking hard it hurts, she eyes me and licks her lips. “You’ll pay for that,” I promise her. “Because I haven’t even gotten started with you tonight.” I hold up the condom in my hand. “Come put it on for me.”

She pushes off the desk and does as I’ve ordered, stopping in front of me and taking the condom in one hand and my cock in the other. “You don’t need this. I’m still on the pill and if you give me something, I know where you live and work. I will come at you, no matter who your fiancée is.” She tosses the condom.

The words punch through the air and slam into me. “Bella,” I say and reach for her, but my damn cock is between us and still in her hand.

She presses on my chest and swallows hard, her eyes tormented though I’m not sure if she knows how transparent she is because she says, “It was a bad joke. And I know what you really want. Me on my knees.” And that’s exactly what she does. She goes down on her knees and licks my cock.

It’s a damn unfair way to win a war of words.

Chapter Forty-Three

Tyler

Bella on her knees with my cock in her mouth is a fantasy come to life. It was my intent to talk to her about this bullshit my father has created for me and now us, but holy hell, her tongue. She’s licking me like I’m a damn lollipop, which is exactly how my fantasy played out. It’s almost like she’s in my head, when I’m the one who needs to be inside her. Because if she keeps this up, I’m going to unload in her mouth and ruin the hell out of this night.

She sucks me deep and I groan, low and rough. I reach for her and my fingers twine in her hair, guiding her to keep going. But that’s not what’s in my head—the one that actually thinks and makes proper decisions—the one telling me that I’m screwing this up with Bella. I’m being selfish, allowing my pleasure to be the priority. She won’t remember my pleasure tomorrow. She’ll remember hers and I want her to remember. That’s it. We’re done, at least with this. I catch her arms and with supreme effort, drag her away from my cock.

Confusion etches her beautiful features. “You didn’t like it?”

I stroke her hair and say “Baby, it was a perfect fantasy come to life, and yes, I’ve had that fantasy, and about you. But this is not how I want tonight to end.” I scoop her up and carry her to the foot of the bed where I set her on her feet again. I sit down, frame her hips, and walk her close, between my legs. My hands caress up her backside and I kiss her belly. Her body trembles in response.

She bites her bottom lip and dives her fingers into my hair and she stares down at me with heavy-lidded eyes. “You had fantasies about me?”

“Yeah, baby, I did. I was never going to act on them, but then you came to my apartment and seduced me withDirty Dancing.”

She smiles, and says, “Swayze had a way about him,” only to pant and bite her lip, as my fingers slide along her slick sex. “God, you’re so damn wet,” I murmur, slipping a finger in and out of her, my opposite hand stroking over her breast, fingers tweaking her nipple.

Her hands come down on my face and she leans in and presses her forehead to mine. “I don’t want to come like this either, and if you don’t stop, I will. Can you just be inside me now, already?Please,Tyler.”

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