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“Regardless of what you heard, tell me what I told you last night when I brought you here.”
She looks away, protesting. “Not to go to the boathouse, but that doesn’t matter when I heard what I heard—”
I capture her chin in my hand, stopping her words. “What I say is the only thing that matters on this island. My word is law. And you were about to break the law.”
“About to.” She holds up a manicured finger. “But didn’t. Could have, but didn’t.”
“Only because I stopped you.” I glance down at the plane of my chest. I’m literally a wall keeping her from going about her snooping. I need to do something to ensure this little escapade is her last. Obviously, she needs more than a warning to keep her where she’s supposed to be.
Our bodies are so close, I can feel the heat coming off her, hear her quickened intake of breath. Smell the lavender scent of her hair. My cock demands her. I can’t keep my hands off her another second. I have to have her.
And why shouldn’t I? She’s basically mine, trapped on my island, her body responding so sensually to the proximity of mine. I told myself I’d keep my hands off her, focus on my work. Get her checked out and send her on her way.
The doctor has cleared her.
There’s no real reason for her to be here.
But now, with our gazes locked and the tension between us so palpable you could reach out and snap it, I know I was fooling myself all along.
She’s not going anywhere.
I’m not letting her.
She senses me ready to make my move, a predator stalking its prey, ready to pounce. There’s a flash of decision-making in her hazel eyes. She does what I know she’s going to do. Tries to make a break for it. There’s no way past me so she turns on her sneakered heel, hoping to dash up the stairs.
It’s too easy. I don’t even have to move off the stair where I stand, reaching out, my hands locking around her waist. She gives a pretty little shriek as I tip her over my thigh, pinning her right where I imagined, wrapping my right arm around her waist, locking her tight against me. The curves of her ass are propped up on my thigh, her dangling legs finding purchase on a stair. Her ponytail falls forward, brushing the edge of the stairs, and her hands press into the soft carpet runner.
This is going to be fun.
“Is this really necessary?” she hisses. “With your staff all around?”
“There’s no one here. Besides, my staff, unlike you, know to mind their own business.” I bring my palm down on the center of her ass with a hard spank. “But you’ll learn. I’ll teach you.”
She wriggles her hips, sucking air between her teeth in pain. “Oooh! You are unbelievable. You know that?”
God, that wiggling. Her hip digs into my cock, making me hard. I know she feels my hardening erection pressing against her. She gives a little gasp, feeling its size. She knows what it’s capable of making her feel.
I give a growl. “You’re acting all upset but I bet if I slipped my fingers down your panties right now, your pretty pussy would be all wet for me.”
My filthy accusation makes her gasp again. She snaps back, “Is that all you think about? Sex?”
“No. Only when I’m with you.” Which is a lie. I think about having sex with her all the time. When I’m working. When I’m alone. When I’m stroking my cock in the shower in the morning. Yes. All I think about is her pretty smile, her beautiful body, fucking that perfect pussy of hers.
I’ve been with plenty of beautiful, sexy women.
There’s just something about Charlie that sets her apart, makes me put work second, made me steal her away to my castle. She’s got this undeniable sexy side to her, but I could also see her being the mother of my child, welcoming me home with a hot, home-cooked meal.
What the actual fuck?Get back to what you’re best at, Beast. Getting what you need and moving on.I slip my hand down the back of her stretchy leggings, expecting to feel panties. My hand is met with warm flesh.
I can’t stop the groan that rises in my chest. “No panties. Again? Are you trying to kill me?” My cock jolts against her.
“Looks better without when you’re wearing leggings,” she snaps matter-of-factly.
“Lucky me, that you’re so fashion conscious.” My fingers find their way over her ass, sneaking between the tops of her thighs, fingering her from behind. Holy shit, she’s even wetter than I thought she’d be. My fingers are slick and I push them further, circling her clit.
She moans, her hips moving against me in earnest now. That roll of her hips, it’s my undoing. I tear her leggings down, pull my thigh out from under her and push her onto her hands and knees on the stairs.
I rip my belt buckle open and free my aching cock. Kneeling down, I slam into her. “God, you’re so tight, so wet. You’re gonna make me come, babygirl.”
