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She didn’t have the time to register that he had guided the head of his cock to her ass.

Sparks flew off her skin as he pressed the head of his cock a little inside her—not enough that she couldn’t handle it, not since he had stretched her with the diamond butt plug. She threw her head back against his shoulder, and he took advantage of her neck offered to him. He slid his lips down her skin, leaving wet kisses in his wake.

She forced herself to relax, writhing her body against his, tempting him to just slip his cock fully inside her.

“I don’t want to hurt you, Kensley, not like this,” he rasped in her ear as he pulled out of her.

She was lost. A sole entity in a world that had gone crazy around her, and yet all she sought was his touch. Even this way.

“Then let me go,” she cried, struggling against him. She managed to turn around in his arms, a total wreck.

“You were never going to touch me, were you?” she asked, hating that she sounded so pathetic. “I was just a game to you, a stupid little virgin who you wanted to see how quickly I would fall for you. You’re a twisted, bored, rich man, Hunter McLeod, and I wish I never met you.”

She barely noticed him whip out a handkerchief from his pocket and then wipe his cock. She gasped when he picked her up and slammed her against the glass while forcing her legs around his waist. His cock was inches from her entrance.

She moved until her clit brushed against the broad, damp head of his shaft.

He groaned, dropping his forehead on hers. He took hold of his cock and played it against her clit, driving her insane and making her drip wetness down her thighs.

She quaked when he bent his head and engulfed her nipple into his mouth until she was thrashing around in his arms.

She couldn’t stop crying, even as he made her come. She had lost all her pride and control, as well as her heart and soul, to him.

“Come inside me, Hunter,” she said so softly that she could barely hear the words.

His cock parted her folds. He took possession of her mouth, kissing her bruised lip softly.

“Please,” she whispered as she felt his cock thicken and his balls stiffen. She tried to move so he would penetrate her more deeply, but he pulled back.

“I can’t take you with me, Kensley,” he said. “Not where I’m going,” he said as he pulled his cock out of the shallow part of her pussy. He pressed the head of his cock against her thigh and emptied himself all over her skin. His cum dripped down her thigh, heating her skin and making her want to cry.

Kensley had no idea how to process what had just happened, except that one question would answer everything for her.

Did Hunter McLeod ever really truly want her?

He released her, and she fell apart mentally, but she refused to show him how badly he had hurt her.

He remained facing the window, overlooking the whole of the city before him. Not turning around once while she gathered up her clothes from the floor and escaped to the bathroom in his office.

Mechanically, she wiped his cum off her thigh, then wet tissue and wiped herself. She redressed, tidied her hair, and stared at herself in the mirror.

Okay, then.

She had to go and see her grandfather, and they had to start thinking about what to do next.

She entered his office again.

“Can I have my car keys back, please?”

“Karl will drive you,” he said, looking up from his desk. He had already gotten down to work, and she had clearly been dismissed from his mind.

Double okay then.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Taking a deep breath, Kensley pulled herself together before she stepped into her grandparents' home. How many more times was she going to drop by here at Everry Place?

He hadn’t even tried to come up with an excuse for reneging on their contract. At the end of the day, he wanted to demolish Everry Place more than he’d wanted her.

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