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“Good girl.” His mouth crashed down over hers. White hot arousal coursed through her body straight to her clit. She’d had men press their lips to hers, but after Garrick and Bastian, she realized she’d never truly been kissed.
Bastian’s hand rose to her throat, gently wrapping around it. A gentle squeeze, enough for her body to recognize the danger, stilled her as he broke the kiss and pinned her with his steely gaze.
“Do you like this outfit you’re wearing?” He brought his mouth to her cheek, rubbing the tip of his nose against her jaw.
“It’s all right.” She was surprised at how easily she could speak, given his hand around her throat. “Why?”
“Do you want to keep it?” He whispered in her ear. “Because I want to rip it from your body.”
She gasped, his hand tightening a bit more.
“You have five seconds to remove it before I shred it from your body.” He released her throat, stepping back and glowering at her.
It took a second for her brain to register that she needed to be moving.
He held up his hand. “Five.” He folded his thumb into his palm. “Four.” Another finger folded.
She jumped into action, pulling the sweater over her head, then shoving off the jeans and kicking them away.
“Three.” He dropped another finger, and she stared down at herself. Her bra and panties.
“Two. You’d better hurry; that bra looks expensive,” he teased.
She reached behind her, wiggling a bit to grasp the clasp, and dropped the bra onto the floor.
“One.” He announced just as her thumbs hooked into the elastic of her panties. She froze and looked up at him. He wore a celebratory grin as he reached for her, grabbing the panties just below her belly button. He yanked. Fabric ripped, and the cotton briefs fell away from her, exposing her sex to him.
Still holding onto the fabric, he pulled her closer to him, pressing her now naked body to his own, while reaching behind her and shoving the destroyed material over her hips to her feet.
Heated air filled the space between them as she turned her neck to look up at him. She was met with a stare so full of need her breath caught in her throat.
“On the chaise.” He smacked her ass and pulled away, giving her plenty of space to follow his bidding.
“You’re bossier now than ever,” she muttered, turning toward the chair across the room that looked almost as large as a bed.
His hand shoved into her hair, fisting at the scalp, and pulled her back to him. His chest collided into her, and she rose to her toes to temper the burn in her scalp.
“I was kidding!” She reached up for his hand.
He pulled her backward until his mouth was at her ear.
“I’m going to be a lot bossier, not just because you need it, and I need it, but because it makes your pussy soaked for me.” He wrapped his arm around her middle, skating over her stomach, further past her mound, and shoved between her thighs.
She moaned, knowing full well what he’d find.
He flicked over her clit, sending a jolt of excitement through her as he moved further down, gliding two fingers through her pussy lips and shoving them into her entrance. He gave no mercy as he thrust them up into her. Abruptly, he stopped, pulling his hand free of her body, and brought his hand into her line of sight.
“See?” His fingers glistened with her arousal. “Soaking wet, and we’ve barely gotten started.” He wiped his fingers across her breasts, leaving streaks across her chest. With a light shove, he released her hair and propelled her to the chaise.
She climbed on it, turning around on her hands and knees. She witnessed him shucking off his trousers and boxers, letting his thick, heavy cock hang between his legs.
“You’re staring.” He put one knee onto the end of the lounge chair, climbing on with her.
She averted her gaze and earned a chuckle for it.
“While you were alone this morning, did you touch yourself?” He asked, running the back of his hands over her breasts, twerking her nipples lightly.
“No.” She’d wanted to, so fucking badly she’d wanted to, when she remembered what they’d done the night before. But she didn’t dare, not after Garrick reminded her this morning that her body was no longer hers but theirs. Still unsure exactly what that meant, she hadn’t wanted to take the chance.
