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When he lifted my feet off the sheets, switching the angle, I shifted directly into ecstasy. He continued licking until I stopped shaking, slowly easing me to the bed. My mind was as blurry as my eyes, but I wanted to see all of him. He rose to his knees, dragging his tongue across his lips. There was something devilish about his smile, his eyelids half closed. He slowly lowered his body down once again, remaining aloft on his elbows.
“Do you want my cock buried inside of you?”
Was he insane asking me these questions? “Yes. Yes, God, yes. Please.”
He cocked his head, his nostrils flaring, and placed the tip of his cock against my swollen pussy. The ache was extreme and I was so wet, my thighs were coated with my juice. He kept a sly smile on his face, using his powerful arm muscles to keep himself hovering a few inches away from me.
Struggling, I managed to lift my body enough, catching and biting down on his lower lip. He laughed, shaking his head three times. “You don’t always get what you want,” he told me.
“And why not?”
“Because only I know what’s good for you.”
I hadn’t seen his playful side, but I knew the dominating alpha inside would always take full control. He jutted his hips, driving his cock in by an inch, maybe two, toying with me. He shifted his hips back and forth, his features turning darker.
“All mine.”
There was something so provocative about the way he claimed me, the piercings just the beginning of how he’d mark me as his. He remained where he was for far too long, driving me to the point of disobeying him.
But I was able to stay a good girl, taunting him by licking my lips, purring several times. As if he couldn’t take it any longer, he thrust the remainder of his cock inside, both of us instantly issuing ragged moans. I still couldn’t believe how large he was, swelling almost immediately as my muscles stretched.
I wrapped my legs around him, tangling my feet together and pulling him tightly against me.
As he lowered his head, purposely glancing at what I’d done, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You’re determined to get yourself into trouble. Aren’t you, my little pet?”
“Why, yes, sir.”
He dropped his forehead against mine, taking several deep breaths. “As soon as your nipples are healed, a chain will be attached.”
The thought made me shudder and I darted my tongue across the seam of his mouth, lifting my head until our lips were able to touch.
His breathing was as labored as mine and as he pulled out, holding just the tip inside, I took several tiny gasps. His actions were gentle, driving his cock inside then holding it for a few seconds, but I could tell he wouldn’t be able to hold back and I didn’t want him to.
His lips curled slightly as he continued to stare into my eyes, remaining aloft so he wouldn’t crush me with his weight. Being able to look into his eyes as he made love to me was amazing and I felt as if I was looking directly into his soul.
Seconds later, his thrusts became more powerful, every muscle in his body tensing. With his jaw clenched, the shimmer in his eyes drifted to darkness. I did what I could to meet every brutal thrust, the breathless moment leaving me dizzy.
Seconds turned into minutes and still he refused to release. As beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead to mine, I couldn’t stop moaning. He finally crushed his mouth over mine, capturing the sounds as he thrust hard and fast.
When I knew he was close to losing control, I squeezed my muscles, his body spasming almost instantly as he erupted deep inside.
After both of us took gasping breaths, he rolled me over, gently molding me against his side. I was covered in his scent, longing for even more, but all I could think about was how two damaged hearts had managed to find one another.
CHAPTER21
Jameson
The call from Dumas wasn’t necessarily what I’d expected but it was a relief to know which player had been determined to destroy Carnal Sins in its entirety as well as me personally. From what little Philip had told me, he’d been required to contact his father for a second time. How the senior Mr. Dumas had known hadn’t been disclosed but to find out just how close the French politician was with the responsible party was just as amusing as it was irritating.
Lachlan had no idea what he’d started when he’d picked a fight with a branch of the Florida government. I snickered at the thought that the glass house several of the politicians lived in was cracking day by day. Corruption was everywhere. Maybe Manuel was correct in that I was sitting on a box of dynamite. If I was a better man, I wouldn’t consider using what I’d learned over the years.
I was no longer that man, the fresh-faced kid who believed in the betterment of mankind. It was a dog-eat-dog world.
What Philip’s father had provided was photographic art that would be used to clear the case against his son.
Maybe the good judge believed that he was above the law. Garber would find out otherwise after my return to the States. For now, it was time to shut down the Parisian accomplice. I was still curious if he’d sent his son in as a distraction as well as to keep an eye on the club. I wouldn’t put it past the son of a bitch.
