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Montana Stone, that’s who!
For days and weeks, I worried myself sick about York. I didn’t know if he felt scared, happy, hungry or hurt. I didn’t know who cared for him. Were they certified in childcare, or did Montana just pawn him off on one of Barney’s girls?
Montana said he would never forgive me for keeping York from him. Well, he could buckle up because I would never forgive him for this.
Never!
Hearing the shower shut off, I marched to the bathroom door and kicked it open and roared, “Where is my son?!”
“Jesus fuck, Tess!” he shouted, scrambling for a towel.
“Oh please. I’ve seen your dick before. Where is York?”
Wrapping the towel around his waist, Montana stepped out of the shower and walked over to the sink. Bracing his hands on the counter, he turned to me. “He’s at my house. He’s safe.”
“I want to see him right fucking now.”
“We need to talk first.”
“No, you need to take me to my son before I scratch your eyes out. How dare you keep my son away from me? I’m his mother. He’s a baby. He needs me. Me! Not you!”
Montana moved fast.
Before I knew it, I was up against the door with his hand around my neck.
“I fucking warned you, bitch,” he seethed, right before he took my mouth in a crushing, dominating kiss.
It was at that moment, I realized I woke the sinner in him.
I had pushed him past the point of no return.
Anger pulsed off him in waves as he dominated my mouth, taking what he wanted. My desires didn’t matter. Not when he was like this. All I could do was hold on and enjoy what he was about to do to me.
And God forgive me, I knew I would.
Montana wasn’t an easy lover. He knew what he wanted, what he needed and took it without asking. The man needed complete control and submission when he was in this state. The moment of reason flew out the window. All that remained was lust, desire and a carnal need to take what he believed was his.
So, when he broke the kiss and tore my shirt from my body, I said nothing, did nothing as his hands grabbed my breast in an aching crush. Moaning, I let my head fall back against the bathroom door as his teeth raked and bit the skin on my neck.
It had been two years since I had his hands on me, like this. Two years of longing and wanting, needing a release only he could give me. Wind whirled around me and when I opened my eyes, I found myself on the bed, with him over me, devouring every inch of my body. He was ravenous, hungry for what I took from him.
Moaning as his mouth took mine again, his body pressed mine hard into the bed. His hands pinned mine above my head as he kissed me hard and deeply. Whimpering as his tongue thrust into my mouth again and again, the feel of his teeth bruising my lips as swirls of images of our past times together heightened my desire. Subsequently allowing my mind and body to submit to whatever came next.
I was a strong, determined woman in my own right. I only ever submitted to one man in my life and he knew how to play my body like a fiddle, eliciting every depraved, sensuous, delectable desire from me. We were one and the same. Both of us needed something more, something darker, something so intense to achieve the elusive release of nirvana.
For me, it was submission.
For him, it was dominance.
Together, we formed the most perfect union.
He growled into my mouth as his hands slid down my arms. I shivered and opened my eyes to see him watching me intently. His steel-gray eyes burned dark and demanding. He wrapped one hand around the back of my head, tangling his hand in my long hair, as he tightened his hold with his fist. He dragged my head while his other hand slid down my body. Rough fingers caressed my shoulder and my neck. He lowered his head and grazed his teeth over the line of my neck as his other hand slid lower.
I gasped as he palmed my breast and bit roughly on my neck.
My God. Each bite sent electrical pulses directly to my pussy, making me squirm beneath him. It had been so long. So many sleepless nights dreaming of him, taking what belonged to him.
I stroked my fingers through his hair, raking my nails roughly over his bare shoulders to grip his powerful arms. Needing more, I grabbed his hair and tugged his head back up to my mouth, groaning in excitement as he responded, crushing me with another dominating kiss.
