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He groans, hands in my hair. I go deeper, taking as much of him as I can, but he’s so big. I move back, stroking him faster, using my spit.

“I’d pin you down. If you tried to escape, I’d catch you again. I’d chase you through the sand, hunting you, hungry for you. I’d fuck your mouth, your pussy. Make you mine. Take you into the wet sand and lie back, let you ride me in the moonlight.”

I pull back, my spit rolling down his shaft as I straddle him. “Like this?” I ask, breathless. Panting with need.

I press his tip against my aching pussy. He enters me slowly at first. I gasp at his size as he stretches me wide, well past my limits, but I go down and down, until he’s buried inside.

“Just like that,” he says, staring up at me. His hands grip my ass. I move up and down, my pussy slick on his thick shaft. “I’d tease your breasts, like this.” His hands move up, cupping me, pinching my nipples. Not too hard, but enough to make me gasp. “I’d hurt you too, like this.” He slaps my ass. Enough to sting. “But I’d make you like it.” Then he grabs my hips, holding me down, making me grind against him.

I moan, mouth hanging open. “What else?” I whimper.

He turns me, pins my back down on the bed. He’s big, strong, easily throws me, easily holds me immobile.

“I’d dominate you,” he whispers, hips moving with mine. “Pin your hands up. Make sure you can’t move.” He grabs my wrists, gets them above my head, holds them there. “You’d be mine, little something.”

“All yours? You think you could keep me?”

“I wouldn’t need to.” His cock thrusts deeper moving faster. I’m panting, moaning. “That’s the thing about you, my something. Once I’ve fucked you, once I’ve made you come, then you’d be mine. All mine. For as long as I want you.”

“Shit,” I groan, head tilted back. “Sounds really convenient for you, doesn’t it?”

“You feel so fucking good,” he growls in my ear, going faster, holding my hands up. “There’s nothing convenient about how I’m feeling about you, my something.” He licks my nipples, bites them, and I squirm against him, unable to do anything but take his cock. He sucks on my neck, then bites the tops of my breast, bites them hard enough to leave a mark.

“Hey, fuck,” I gasp, eyes widening, but he strokes harder, slamming into me.

“Mine,” he grunts, taking me faster. “My something. My everything. You feel like heaven. I want to bury myself in you.”

“Keep going,” I moan, grinding against him. The pain in the bite marks is driving me into a frenzy. It’s freaking weird, the way he’s leaving little bruises on me, but I like it. The pain makes everything clearer, everything sharper. His cock fills me to the brim, drives me wild, and my hips are writhing, my clit grinding against him. His hands keep my wrists pinned, owning me, dominating me as promised.

“Take me, Keely,” he says, voice sounding hoarse, and the pleasure in his tone throws me over the edge. I come again, my head exploding, my muscles convulsing, my back arched, but he keeps me pinned there, fucking me, holding me down with his muscular, beautiful body, until I feel him stiffen too.

He fills me. He comes inside of me, and it’s only at this moment that I realize we didn’t wear protection.

But it’s too late: I feel him, warm and thick between my legs.

“Good girl,” he whispers, kissing me. I kiss him back, too high on post-orgasm endorphins to care about a little thing like getting pregnant.

“Would you really hunt me down and fuck me in the sand?” I whisper once we’re finished. I lay my head on his chest as he looks up at the ceiling, taking deep breaths, a satisfied smile on his face.

“Absolutely,” he says. “But I’m lucky enough to have you in my bed instead.”

“Speaking of which—” I start to move away. “I should get changed and head back before people worry.”

His grip on my arm is iron, his eyes flashing. “Absolutely not.”

“But my friends—”

“I’ll have the staff inform them that you will be staying with me tonight.”

I stare at him, pulse racing. “Seriously, Nolan. I shouldn’t.”

“I have you for one night, my something,” he says, voice low, demanding. “I amfarfrom finished with you.”

I blink rapidly, feeling that swoony lightheadedness rush over me. This is stupid, seriously stupid. The walk of shame in the morning is going to be epic and life-ending, but at least Ash will be here to lighten the blow. I’d better text her once this animal is finished with me to let her know I need saving once the sun comes up.

But hell, I’d be stupid to turn Nolan down, considering I’ve already had the best sex of my life, and I suspect better is on the way.

“Fine, you win,” I whisper, leaning against him.

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