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“Oh?” he echoes. “Is that all you have to say?” When I nod, he huffs. “Then I’m not doing a good enough job of petting you, am I?”
8
ANGELA
He moves so quickly. One second, I’m basically on his lap. The next? He removes his fingers, climbs out from behind me, and leaves the cot. I’m only missing his touch for a few seconds before he grips my shoulders, easing me to my back. Taking my free hand, he presses a kiss to my palm. While I marvel over his recent gentle gesture, he flip-flops again, grabbing my jeans and yanking them down past my ass.
My panties are next. Down they go, baring my pussy completely to Burns.
He grins. “Ah. That’s better.”
He returns his fingers to my heat, grin widening when I gasp, then clutch his arm with the hand that isn’t attached to the swinging cuff. He doesn’t shake me off, though he does use his own hand to rub my engorged clit as his fingers really start to fuck me.
The sensations are too much. What started out as a simple petting has turned into a race for a climax that I’m not so sure I want.
As though he knows exactly how close I am, he starts to give me orders. That’s the cop in him, I guess—or the demanding lover that I’m betting he is.
“Come, angel. Come for me.”
It’s like giving in. I let him touch me. I gave him permission to stroke me, even to let him dip his fingers inside of me. But if I do that… if I climax while he works my body like this… it’s letting him win.
Defiant Angela is out. To deny her captor, she’ll deny herself.
“It’s okay,” he purrs. “Go on. Let yourself go.”
I shake my head, stubbornly clinging to my refusal.
Okay. It’s more like I’m thrashing. With the cuff tethering me to the headboard, and Burns hand pinning me in place while the other plays my clit like it’s a freaking violin, I can’t get away from him. He knows it, too. He knows I’m at his mercy.
It’s a battle of wills. If I show him how good it feels to have him touching me… it’ll let him think that he was right to take me. To make me his prisoner.
I won’t—
at least, until Burns increases the pace of his fingers, then uses his other hand to pinch my clit instead of circling it, and the choice is no longer mine.
I let out a keening cry that has Burns’s dark blue eyes lighting up.
“No one has to know,” he says, a split second before taking my mouth in a punishing kiss that swallows my cry, taking it inside of him. “This can be our secret.” Another kiss before he wishers against my lips, “Just like you’re my dirty little secret.”
Oh my God. Something is really, really wrong with me.
I don’t want to give in, but the orgasm that began with the sharp pain he caused as he pinched my clit becomes a full-blown, leg-shaking release as he pins me down with his uniformed body, stealing another kiss from me.
Wrapping my free arm around him, I fall apart in the cot, gasping into his mouth.
His fingers slow. Pulling away from my lips, his weight eases off of me as he joins me on the cot, laying on his side so that his big body can squeeze on the small mattress next to my exhausted one.
I’m panting. Whether it’s from pleasure or frustration that he tore that climax out of me, I don’t know. My eyelashes flutter, my gaze unfocused as I stare up at the ceiling.
With a hand sticky with my wetness, he grips my chin, turning my face toward him. I’ve never seen such a self-satisfied grin on his face before ‘til now. It’s so proud. So… somale.
And it has my loins clenching, desperate for him to feel it again.
“No one has to know,” he echoes softly.
Yeah. Except Ido.
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