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She’s angry with me and Lottie in a temper isn’t something to be handled. She needs to be left to calm down on her own, that much I can remember from our past, even if it does make me want to fuck her raw.
I head to my home office and pour myself a brandy. As I sit and watch the lights of Manhattan light up the sky, I let my memories sweep through me. Happy times, perfect summer nights, with sweet words, gentle caresses, promises made, and I threw it away. I wish I’d taken a different path than I did but I didn’t, and now here I am, alone on my wedding night with only a brandy as company.
Jumping to my feet I head toward the bedroom and bang on the door. “Lottie, open up.” Silence greets me and I pound on the door again. “Don’t make me break this fucking door down. We have a contract and it’s time for you to fulfill your end.” Nice didn’t work, so maybe reminding her of why she said yes to me is the better route. “Or would you like me to call Hudson and tell him you voided the contract and have my lawyer sue for damages?”
The door swings open and I find a fuming Lottie facing me down. She’s tiny even in her heels, and I loom over her, crowding her as I back her up against the bed.
“I hate you.”
Her anger makes me so fucking hard, I can feel pre-cum spill from my rock-hard cock. “Yeah, I hate you too, but I still can’t wait to see my cock down that pretty little throat.”
With that, I reach for the pink cami that has tortured me all day and tear it straight down the middle.
14: Lottie
My breath catchesin my throat as Linc pins me with his intense gaze. Silence, but for the sound of our heavy erratic breathing, fills the air as my top hangs off me in shreds. It’s seconds but it feels like a lifetime as a million different thoughts run through my head, but the only one I can grasp hold of is that I want him.
His anger and aggression shouldn’t turn me on, but I feel myself getting wet, my body heavy with desire. I can’t deny the sprinkling of nerves, but they only seem to heighten everything I’m feeling. Linc is a magnificent man to behold, he’s so intense and demanding and yet I find myself becoming addicted to it.
The next second his lips crash into mine as he kisses me, his mouth dominating and hard, and I don’t resist. No, I want this. His anger and need for me are a heady combination as he nips his teeth at my lips, forcing his tongue in my mouth and taking what he wants.
Linc grips my hips and walks me backward until my knees hit the back of the bed. His teeth graze my neck and I moan, my hands landing on his chest and fighting with the buttons there. I want to feel his warm skin beneath my fingers.
Suddenly he pulls back and the heat in his gaze as it moves over me makes me shiver.
“Undress for me, Lottie.”
God that rasp in his voice makes me shiver with arousal. With shaky fingers, I undo the belt at my waist, letting it drop to the floor. My skirt follows, pooling in a cloud of lace at my feet. I shrug one shoulder and the remains of my pink cami falls to the floor. I’m standing in my cream lace underwear, a purchase I made because I wanted to feel beautiful and desirable on my wedding day, despite none of it being real and watch him devour me with his hungry gaze.
Goosebumps race over my skin as I move to kick the designer heels off my tortured feet.
“Leave them on.”
My eyes shoot to Linc as he pinches his bottom lip and walks around me like I’m a prize purchase at an auction, which I almost was. I shiver when I feel his breath on my neck, the rough texture of his suit against the back of my thighs.
“Do you have any idea how much I want you?”
His voice is gravelly and deep, as he moves to stand in front of me again and I peek up at him through my lashes. “No.”
“Then I need to remedy that.”
He drops to his knees in front of me and bends his head to my belly, dropping a soft kiss there and my hands, as if having a mind of their own, lift to his hair. He groans as I run my fingers through the thick silky waves. His kisses grow bolder as he nips at my hip bones and then he’s using his broad shoulders to push my thighs apart. He’s eye level with my pussy and nerves make my stomach somersault. I’ve never been touched like this, not by anyone. Linc was the first and last man to touch me there, but he never put his mouth on me, only his fingers.
As if reading my mind he asks, “Has anyone touched this pussy but me?”
I want to lie, but I’ve never been able to lie to him, and now seems like the wrong time to start. “No.”
A growl leaves his throat as he presses his nose into my panties and inhales like his life depends on it. A blush steals over me as shyness explodes on my skin, but when he kisses my clit through my panties, I shudder in pleasure.
“This pussy is mine, Lottie. Do you understand?”
I can’t get the words past my dry throat, and he continues his assault on my senses. A sharp smack to my left butt cheek makes me squeal from shock and pain but then his hand is caressing me, and it feels warm.
“I said, do you understand?”
“Yes.” My voice doesn’t even sound like me, it’s breathy and low.
“That’s my good girl.”
