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“Yes, I do, sir. The rougher the better.”

After taking a deep breath, I rolled my fingers against the skin of her waist, taking a few seconds to study her with relentless eyes. I tapped my cock against her stomach, slowly allowing my gaze to return to her eyes. “Be careful what you ask for, my pet.” I’d never wanted to fuck anyone as badly as I did at that moment. I’d never been much of a romantic guy, my dominating side too influential for pretend foreplay or feathered kisses for hours.

While being with her had broken all the rules I’d set in place for myself, I no longer cared. I wrapped her legs around my hips, placing the tip of my cock against her slickened folds and refusing to hesitate for a second. As I drove my cock inside, we both shuddered uncontrollably. The feel of having her muscles constricting around my cock was powerful, so much so I had difficulty breathing.

I planted my hands on either side of her, pulling almost all the way out then driving into her again. There was no way I could or would be gentle. I needed satisfaction and she was the only woman who could give it to me.

Alexandra gasped for air, her chest rising and falling as I rose onto the balls of my feet, fucking her hard and fast. The angle was utter perfection, allowing me to drive so deeply inside I was certain I’d entered her womb.

“Oh. Oh.” Her eyelids were half closed as she tossed her head back and forth.

Goddamn, I adored her reaction, her breathless sounds making me even more of a crazed animal. When she squeezed her knees against me, I wrapped one hand around her throat, squeezing until she dragged her tongue across her lips. Her eyes were lit with a fire I’d never seen, the roughness satiating the sadist inside. She had no idea the beast she’d lured from the cage, my actions no longer those of a sane, decent man.

Perhaps I’d never been one.

In my mind, the same words replayed constantly. She belonged to me.

As I sensed she was close to another mind-blowing orgasm, I slowed my actions, rubbing my thumb across her jaw. “No man will ever touch you again.”

“No,” she managed.

“Say it for me. Tell me you belong to me.”

Her eyes were dilated, her luscious lips twisting. “I’m yours. No one else… will ever… touch me again.”

I squeezed my hand around her long throat, thrusting in deep, even strokes as the new wave of pleasure jetted through her. I was so alive that the electricity crackling between us paled in comparison. As the wave tore through her, I plunged long and deep, waiting until she closed her eyes.

After I pulled all the way out, I wiped my arm across my face then spun her around, immediately grabbing both sides of her rounded buttocks. When I pressed them open, she gasped as she’d done before, doing everything she could to arch her back. Now standing on her tiptoes, she couldn’t have been more ravishing.

“Yes. Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”

I cracked my palm against her bottom twice before wrapping my hand around my cock, pressing the tip to her dark entrance. She sucked in her breath, her eyes remaining closed. As I pushed the tip inside, I struggled to keep from driving it all the way in. I was suddenly more predator than anything else, already losing some of the rigid control I usually had.

Every sound I made was more of a growl, my pulse skyrocketing. This is what the woman did to me. As I pushed past the tight wall of muscle, I threw my head back. Nothing had ever felt so damn good.

When I finally plunged the remaining inches inside, I wrapped my hands around hers, allowing her to get used to the thick invasion.

She was shaking, her body melding against mine. I was lightheaded, my cock swelling, the tightness of her muscles almost too much to take. I needed release, my balls already swelling. As I nuzzled against her neck, biting on her earlobe, she squirmed in my hold.

“Yes,” she whispered, every sound like a soft purr.

I pulled away, smacking her bottom until she squealed. Then I couldn’t hold back any longer, fucking her so savagely the door slammed against the wall. And still, I refused to stop.

Lights flashed in front of my eyes, and I gritted my teeth, the sensations roaring through my body boiling my blood. After four additional brutal thrusts, I lost all control, erupting deep inside.

She lolled her head, half laughing, entwining her fingers with mine. “Do it again.”

I laughed as I pressed my lips against the side of her neck. “Soon. Very soon.”

CHAPTER19

Jameson

If you’d asked me twenty years before if I would ever consider myself a businessman, having discussion about financials and quarterly returns, I would have laughed. I’d grown up in an environment where working with my hands was valued more than solving problems with my brain. Fortunately, my mother had encouraged the use of my mind as well as my body, which had also allowed me to obtain the scholarship to the university. Even my coach had been impressed I’d maintained an A average the four years I was there.

I might not have the affinity for number crunching that Grant did or the finesse in handling members and clients that came naturally to Lachlan, but I knew how to spot a lying sack of shit in one minute flat.

I’d learned a long time ago that looks could be deceiving and that people were most comfortable hiding behind a computer screen where they could be anyone they wanted. Often that’s why I required a face-to-face meeting rather than by phone or God forbid email. I preferred to cut through the bullshit immediately. Once I did, either I walked out without reservation or joined in the conversation.

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