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After a moment, he pulls himself out of my mouth. “In the front pocket of my jeans,” he tells me, his voice strained.

I stand, using the arms of the chair to push myself to my feet and move to fish the condom out of his pants pocket.

When I turn back toward Leon, he’s staring at me with hooded eyes. Slowly, I tear open the condom wrapper and unroll the sheath down over the length of him.

His jaw clenches at my touch, and he leans back and blows out a controlled breath. “On top of me,” he instructs tersely.

I straddle him with my knees on either side of his hips, sinking down into the cushion of the chair.

He positions himself against my opening, and when I begin sliding down him, he grips my hips tightly.

I’m slick and wet and ready, and I continue dropping until I’m fully seated and he’s buried inside me.

“God, yes,” Leon says. “You’re perfect.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and thread my fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck, placing my mouth against his and kissing him as I begin moving up and down.

His hand slips between us, his deft fingers playing with my nipples, tweaking them until I moan inside his mouth. He pushes upward, matching me stroke for stroke, until I feel his cock bumping against the furthest reaches inside me.

We move together, our bodies perfectly synchronized, no longer truly kissing but moaning inside one another’s mouths, connected and intense. He moves one hand down between us to slide it over my clit, pressing against it where we meet, his touch lightening when we separate, then pressing again.

I move faster, my breasts bouncing against him, scraping up and down across his chest as heat pools in my core once again, then explodes throughout my entire body.

My pussy clenches around his cock, and I lean back, crying out his name.

He wraps his free arm around my waist, keeping me moving even as the shudders that run through my body leave me trembling. He clamps me down against him as he continues pumping into me. He takes one breast in his mouth, sucking in hard, the sensation somewhere between pleasure and pain.

His continued movements, in conjunction with his thumb still moving across my clit make me come yet again, and this time, he comes with me, his cock jerking inside me.

Slowly, he loosens his grip on me, then pulls away from my breast and drops a light kiss on my hard, wet nipple.

I shiver and collapse my forehead against his shoulder.

He turns and kisses my neck. “That was amazing,” he says. “You’re amazing.”

I laugh shakily. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

Slowly, I lift myself up off him. He grasps the condom around the base of his cock as I stand. “I’ll be right back,” I promise as I head to the bathroom.

Once there, I stare at myself in the mirror, at my hair, a tangled mess around my flushed face.

“What the hell have you done, Rebellion?” I ask myself in a harsh whisper.

But I know the answer already.

I’ve had sex with a man I barely know.

And if I’m not careful, he’s the kind of man I could end up falling in love with.

But that would be a terrible idea. Control will never allow us to be together.

Loving a normal guy like Leon would put him in danger from my father and my father’s club.

Putting him in danger is the last thing I want to do.

So just enjoy him while you can, I admonish myself.

Inhaling deeply, I blow out a breath and prepare myself to pretend that what just happened was not really all that special or important.

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