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Instead, I’m in a battle with a ghost from my past.
The man is still as infuriating as ever. With the same arrogance I loathed.
Having had enough, I glare at him and the two naked girls behind who are still throwing daggers at me for ruining their orgasmic night.
“Goodbye, asshole,” I curse before whirling around.
I’ve not even taken a step when I collide into a wall of muscle. What is it with people running into me at every turn?
Strong hands steady me before I can fall and the same amused voice from earlier in the hallway teases, “You’re not slipping away again, beautiful.”
“You really love sneaking, don’t you, kitten?” muses Dash from behind me. Then orders, “Bring her back, Justin.”
The name rings a bell and my eyes widen in recognition. He’s Dash’s childhood best friend and if I could remember correctly, they were inseparable when I was dating Dash’s stepbrother. That’s why he felt so familiar. He obviously recognizes me from the satisfied grin on his face.
“My name is Bianca. Not beautiful or kitten,” I hiss in annoyance.
Justin picks me up around the waist to carry inside like I weigh nothing. I jerk and twist in his hold but it’s a silly attempt at best. He’s built powerfully like his friend.
“Let me go,” I yell.
The sheer audacity of them as they treat me however they please has me shocked and fuming. They’re not even scared of the consequences and are completely unbothered by my resistance. My feeble fight is amusing to them.
Just who has Dash Stern become?My mind wonders.
Justin twists me around until I face Dash and shoves me against his hard chest. I back away, only for him to pull me flush and capture my arms. He holds them so tight that it’s impossible to tug myself free.
“Let go of my hands, Dash,” I demand.
“No.”
My muscles pull taut when he takes my wrist in one hand and roams the other between my breasts up to my throat. The possessive move leaves me no choice but to feel him everywhere. I inhale his scent like it’s my only air.
His rock-hard abs press against my soft ones. The top of my nipples are close to being exposed for his forest eyes because I’m breathing so fast. I helplessly shift to put space between us but it only rubs my lower belly against his hard length.
And fuck! It’s as thick as it was in my memory.
“Stay still,” he barks when I rub again involuntarily.
“No,” I taunt and push harder, hoping he’ll let go. It only makes him jerk between my thighs.
“Jesus!” curses Justin, who I almost forgot was here. “Was she always this feisty, Stern?”
Dash doesn’t lift his gaze from mine and watches so intensely that it takes my breath away. His eyes roam over every crevice of my face and I look away.
He’s grown even more intense. His beauty is the kind that becomes dangerous the older he gets. His aura and looks are deadly at thirty-five years old. I can’t even begin to imagine the power he’ll possess years later.
“Feisty, yes. But a brat, no,” Dash confesses to his friend, and Justin chuckles low.
“I’m not a fucking brat,” I growl, and struggle harder to free myself from his hold. “You have me here against my will, Dash.”
“Didn’t you sneak in here and watch me fuck like a voyeur?”
Heat rises on my cheeks and he grins savagely at the truth shining on my face. He’s smug knowing he has the upper hand.
“Maybe fuck behind closed doors next time.”
His smirk widens. “I never said I minded it.”
