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She wanted to scream.

She crossed her arms. “I told you, I’m tired of living in fear.”

“Or you’re tired of common sense. Going to a popular nightclub and putting on a show.” He slammed closed a drawer and stalked towards her.

“I was having fun!”

“Fun? Risking yourself again, this time with no protection?” Nick held the condom to her face. “Just like you were going to do now?”

“I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself,” she pushed him lightly on his muscled chest. He raised an eyebrow at her.

“You’re wrong on both those things. There is nothing big about petite you, and you absolutely cannot take care of yourself, or you wouldn’t be so reckless.”

He took up all her space without touching her. He had her pinned against the window just by the heat in his eyes. She shivered. He leaned forward, his teeth grazing her neck and bit down.

She bit her lip, not wanting to give him her reaction.

“I should tie you to the bedpost and not let you leave.”

“Promises, promises,” she whispered.

His mouth crashed into hers, demanding that she open it.

She heard the foil package rip.

“You’re playing with danger, little girl,” Nick said as he rolled the condom on his cock.

“Maybe I like to.”

“I know you do” he put her hands around his neck, grabbing her legs.

The glass was cold against her back, his wall of muscle warm. He kissed her slowly, this time as if he was savouring her.

“Do you think anyone is watching you get fucked?” Nick asked. He shifted her slightly so her torso pressed against his and slid his cock right into her ready pussy.

Yes. Finally.

She whimpered as his cock dragged across her nerve endings as he slowly swirled his hips.

Then he pulled out.

“Hey!”

“Answer me, ma belle,” he whispered in her ear.

Ah! That endearment she’d never get tired of hearing, his commanding tone, all of it making her heated with desire.

“I think we’re too high for anyone to notice,” she panted, her hands pressed down on his shoulders.

He adjusted her ever so slightly, then slid deep in her. She was so ready for him. He glided in smoothly in one thrust.

“Do you wish you were being watched? Is that what you like?”

Her belly contracted. With anxiety and the edge of fear flaring through her veins, she squeezed those powerful shoulders.

He moved his hips slowly, and she relaxed as he guided her hips to move in sync.

Rising to meet each thrust, the anxiety floated away as she got lost in the pounding rhythm.

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