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Tessa blinks in surprise. “Wait, what do you mean?”
“I mean,” I hiss. “That I’m not giving you back.”
Her cheeks redden. Her tongue wets her soft lips. “But what about the money?”
“Fuck the money,” I growl. It’s not planned, but when I reach for her, it comes naturally. I slide my hand up her cheek until my fingers push into her long auburn hair. I tangle it in my fingers and draw her close. I ignore the pain in my side. Her lips press hotly to mine, and she moans. I pull her against me, and I kiss her savagely.
No, I’m not giving her back. She’s mine, and I’m keeping her all to my goddamn self.
8
Tessa
I gasp into his lips,and I burn for more. His mouth is soft but so demanding. His lips captivate me, and his tongue slips against mine. I part my lips willingly for him, and I moan when he claims my mouth. His strong, rough hands tangle in my hair and clasp my waist. He squeezes my ribs gently, but forceful enough to give me a sense of his strength and power.
My core quivers with anticipation. Heat pools between my thighs, and I tremble for more. Once again, I’m kissing the man who kidnapped me. And once again, it’s the hottest experience of my life. I know it’s wrong, but my body thinks otherwise. I moan against his lips, desperate for more.
Max growls lowly. He pulls me onto the bed and over him. I worry about his wound, but he doesn’t seem to even feel it. I can feel his hard muscles and his rippling abs clenching against me through my sundress. I’ve never done this before, and the thrill of it being with this rough, dark, and dangerous man has me thrilled and making little breathless noises that I don’t even recognize as me.
Max’s hand slides down my side. He starts to pull my sundress up higher, and I tremble. I know I could stop him. Or, I think he would, if I said to. But I don’t want him to stop at all. The feel of his big strong hands pulling my sundress up has me moaning into his lips. My body trembles, and as more and more skin is exposed, my heart races faster.
The dress tugs higher, until I feel it slip over my ass. I tremble, and Max groans beneath me. His hand pushes over me. I feel his heavy palm glide over my ass, and God help me, I whimper. He grips my ass like it belongs to him. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever felt, and I find myself kissing him with everything I have.
Suddenly, he grabs me and rolls me over, pinning me to the bed. I gasp, adrenaline and desire surging in me. Max growls, and he yanks my hands up above my head. I whimper louder, and he groans.
“Dirty girl,” he rasps into my ear. God I could melt at his words. I’ve never even kissed a guy before. Suffice to say, dirty talk is a first too. But it’s so hot when he calls me that. It’s like a button that triggers a flood of heat between my legs. He’s rough as he pins me to the bed and kisses me demandingly. And then, I feel what I’ve never felt: the spark.
It’s like fire in my heart. It’s a flood of desire through my core. This is what I’ve never felt, and why I’ve never felt that spark. It’s his roughness, and his dangerous edge. And it’s so fucking hot I could scream.
Max kisses me hard, bruising my lips. But I give it right back. I nip at his bottom lip, and he groans. “Fuck, Tessa.” His mouth falls to my neck. He sucks at my soft skin, and I gasp in pleasure. Fuck, it’s like a trigger right to my pussy. I whimper and surge against him, but Max keeps me pinned tight to the mattress.
He shoves my arms up higher above my head with one hand. The other reaches for something. I gasp when I feel rope slip around my wrists. They tighten, and I whimper and crane my head up. Fear, but also desire burns hot inside of me.
I’m tied to his bed frame. I want to be afraid, but I’m not. I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been. My body trembles with lust. Max sits up on his knees, straddling my waist. His abs and chest muscles flex, and I whimper. He slides a finger down my neck and then lower down over my cleavage. His finger hooks where the first button of my sundress is.
I look up into his eyes, and he grins hungrily. “My, my,” he growls. “What do we have here?”
“You think you can just do what you want with me?”
Max undoes the first button, and I moan. He growls and leans over me until his lips brush mine. “Yeah, sweetheart,” he growls thickly. “I fuckingdo. And I think you’re dying for me to do whatever I want to you.”
“You’re delusional,” I gasp. Max undoes two more buttons, and I moan. He undoes a third and fourth, and suddenly my dress falls apart. It slips to either side of me, letting him see all of my tits encased in the lacy purple bra. His gaze is hungry and savage, and I tremble at the heat in his eyes.
“Am I?” he growls. He reaches behind him. My eyes fly open and my mouth makes an O-shape when his fingers slide over my belly. He pushes his hand lower, until his hand slides over my panties. He rests his palm on my mound, and I whimper eagerly.
Max chuckles darkly. “Someone’s wet for me,” he growls. “Someone’s very, very wet for me. Or am I…” his smile widens dangerously. “Delusional?”
He moves off of me, but suddenly he leans over me and kisses me hard. I moan into his lips desperately. When he moves away, I know in my core that I want more. But then, Max begins to kiss down my body. His lips move over my tits, and then down between them. He sucks at my nipples through the lace cups, wetting them and making them hard.
His mouth slips down my stomach, moving lower. I moan eagerly. I want this, and I want him, more than anything I’ve ever wanted. He grabs my hips and pins my squirming body to the bed. He kisses over the lace trim of my panties and then lower. I want to close my eyes, by I also can’t look away. He kisses over my pussy through the panties.
“Christ, you’re so fucking wet,” he growls. “Such a naughty girl.”
All I can do is moan in reply. His teeth bite the edge of my panties, and he starts to pull them down. They slide down my hips and peel away from my lips. He yanks them roughly down to my ankles and then tugs them off. Max’s strong hands grip my thighs and push them wide apart. I blush darkly when his eyes center on my sex. But Max just groans. His face is pure lust.
“Fuck me,” he groans.
“What?” I whisper shyly.
