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Regardless, wild exhilaration more potent than I’ve ever felt whips through me at the way he dominates me. Somehow that emotion still pales in comparison to the one I feel at his words.
He bends my wrist behind me and uses it to push the small of my back, pressing me against his body. We’re glued to each other from thigh to chest, my neck tilted grotesquely back to look at him.
Like this, I’m completely at his mercy.
“Did you do as I asked?” His voice is pitched impossibly low, the tenor angry.
I watch his mouth move, entranced. Shivers ripple over my entire body in answer to the guttural words. The connection between us feels so thick and tense with inaction that I’m hypnotized by his lips and leaning closer into him.
“Remember what I said about you only wanting me when someone else does?” I manage to ask. “You’re not exactly disproving my point.”
The truth is, last night I’d felt his touch long after his hand had left my skin. The warmth of him pressed momentarily against me combined with the domineering touch of his large hand had made something inside me go a little haywire.
Especially when I turned around and he was gone.
I’d have believed I imagined it if I hadn’t placed my hand over where his had been and felt the heat from his palm still there, temporarily branded into my skin.
I still don’t know what he was doing at the fight or how he so mysteriously appeared and then disappeared with no word except to tell me not to fuck someone else.
“Did you,” he repeats, ignoring me and drawing out each syllable threateningly, “do as I asked?”
I goad him. “Remind m–”
“Did you fuck Phoenix last night?” He snaps.
I recoil instantly.
The idea of having sex with Phoenix is disturbing to say the least.
“Of course no–”
“He didn’t want to leave you here with me,” he snarls, bringing his mouth mere millimeters from mine. “Would he be so possessive of you if he knew how I fucked you a month ago?”
“Did you? I forgot, it must not have been that memorable,” I jab.
His lips crash down bruisingly on mine.Momentary disbelief gives way to exhilaration, followed by adrenaline flooding my body.
The combination makes me dizzy.
I want to claw at him, but he keeps me trapped against him.
“Brat,” he grunts against my mouth. “That’d be much easier to believe if the taste of you wasn’t still on my lips from your multiple orgasms.”
He uses his hold on my neck to angle my face up, giving him unfettered access to my mouth. His lips are hungry in their assault as they claim me, easily stealing my breath away.
Excitement thrums in my veins.
Finally.
There’s bourbon on his lips and it’s like adding gasoline to the flames of my arousal.
He walks us backwards until my ass hits his desk. Ripping his lips off me, he sends his chair flying out of the way with a vicious kick. I only have time to take a tiny breath before his mouth is back on mine.
He hoists me easily onto the desk and settles his large body between my legs, forcing them open. His hands clasp my waist and tug me against him. My arms wrap around his neck as I arch into him. At this height, my center rests against the fly of his trousers. I rub my covered pussy brazenly against his hard length, enjoying the frustrated groan he moans into my mouth. An intense shiver racks through his body as his hands tighten demandingly on mine.
I love the way he reacts to my touch, like every movement of my body drives him crazed with lust.
He releases me and takes a step back, only to flip me so that I’m bent over his desk, face down with my feet planted on the ground. He wraps my hair around his fist and uses it to pin me in place as he leans over me.
