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Damn, I want to kiss those lips.

No, I don't!

“So,” I stride towards the side of the bed where her legs are positioned, closing the distance with a few quick steps. “Let me get this straight.”

I climb onto the bed, grabbing hold of her right ankle as she tries to kick me with her left. But I'm fast enough to secure her other ankle too.

“I should let my sister live a half-life simply because you're uncomfortable passing on a simple message to your ex-boyfriend who happily cheated on you on multiple occasions?“ I finish, gingerly spreading her legs apart and positioning myself between them. I bring my face closer to hers, leaving a gap between us.

“There are other ways to get money, you can—” she stammers, shifting her gaze to the side, her eyes avoiding mine.

She squirms as I interrupt her, my touch grazing her thighs. How temptatious.

Hopefully, she'll reject this and I'll regain control.

I trail my hand up her thighs, noticing the subtle rise and fall of her chest. Anger must be coursing through her. Good. I linger, exploring the territory of her upper thigh before gradually withdrawing my touch. As I do, I observe her restless movements, the struggle to close her legs with me positioned between them.

I need to get away from her right now, put some distance between us. Yet, I can’t stop. I need her to do that.

When she sees I’m not stopping, she’ll start protesting at any moment. Then I’ll finally gain some semblance of self-control.

My gaze travels to her chest, her hard nipples catch my attention, poking through the shirt. My fingers graze down her chest to her right breast, before pinching on it gently.

Amber lets out a soft moan, the sound leaving her mouth briefly as if she tries to stifle it but it’s unmistakable. She moaned.

Fuck! That wasn’t supposed to happen. Is she turned on?

"Amber." I shift my gaze to her face. "Look at me." My words carry a hint of command, but she remains motionless, her chest rising and falling steadily.

Keeping my fingers on her nipple, I give it another gentle pinch. "Look at me," I drawl, my touch lingering. She lets out another moan, then slowly turns her flushed face to meet mine, her eyes burning into mine.

Fuck, she looks so hot.

"How did Ryan manage to land a girl like you?" I struggle to maintain focus on her eyes, the sight of her enticing lips tempting me to draw nearer.

Everything feels like it's falling apart. She's supposed to protest, and the moment she does, I'll respect her boundaries and never lay a finger on her. But what am I supposed to do now? She's responding to my touch.

“Wouldn't you like to know?” she retorts sharply.

“Yes, I would, very much so,” I whisper, watching as her lips part ever so slightly.

Chapter6

Amber

Cole’s words are a whisper, his voice dropping an octave lower. His hooded eyes flicker from mine to my lips.

I swallow in anticipation, knowing exactly what he has in mind. Conscious that he’s turned on by me being tied up. Part of me is furious at the thought of my traitorous body succumbing to desire merely from his presence and touch, but a larger part of me yearns for him to go further, to feel what I did last night.

That part knows it’ll only ever happen with Cole.

"Just so you know, none of this is okay," I spit out before closing the small space between us, crashing my lips onto his.

“It sure as hell feels more than okay,” he murmurs, his words slipping between our entangled lips. I sink my teeth into his lower lip, drawing a gasp as he pulls away, a breathtaking grin splitting across his face. “I guess I deserved that.”

How can someone so beautiful be so damn dangerous?

His lips crash into mine once again, igniting a fierce, insatiable desire within me. I tug at the cuffs, my fingers aching to explore every inch of his electrifying skin, to revel in the sensations of his full embrace. But they hold me captive, denying me the contact I crave.

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