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I suck in some air to get a word out—what word, I have no clue—but before I can open my mouth, his lips crush mine, rough,demanding, all-consuming. Fire ignites in my core, setting my entire body ablaze as he pushes his weight into me, letting me feel each inch of his hard body right against mine. His chest, his abs, his huge cock probing at the apex of my thighs through our clothing.
“Marius!” I whisper and yell all at once against his mouth. “I’m at—”
Work. I meant to say, I’m at work. But he takes advantage of my opening my mouth to gain access, his tongue meeting mine.
Oh, god. I wish he wasn’t so good at this. I wish he didn’t know just how to lure my tongue into playing with his. All my protests die as I can’t help kissing him back.
It’s not the worst idea, right? I can just let this happen, and he’ll go away, leaving me to go back to my work in no time.
He can tell the moment I give in, because his hand slides to the hem of my dress and lifts it up.
I should have known better than to give him an inch. Why wouldn’t he take a mile?
“You can’t do that!” I hiss, clasping my hand around his wrist. “If my boss sees—”
Completely ignoring me, his fingers find my panties and push them aside to slide right into my heat.
Shit. He curves them deep inside, without a single fuck about the fact that we’re in public, in a popular store on a Saturday. There are at least a dozen customers. Anyone could come to this aisle and see us.
Kissing was one thing. No one truly gets in trouble for kissing at work for a couple of minutes. But this?
“You should have thought about how I might respond before you chose to fuck Rhys, shouldn’t you, your highness?”
My jaw drops.
I don’t know what to do with that development at all. It never occurred to me that someone like Marius could feel anything close to envy towards anyone, for anything. Not only because he’s a golden prince who has literally everything money can buy, but because, well…these people share, don’t they? They fuck around with all their friends—including the married ones, even though they undeniably adore each other.
“Are you…jealous?”
It’s preposterous. Ludicrous.Inappropriate.
Yet here we are. Why the hell would he be annoyed when that’s just what they do?
Because he wasn’t there.
The answer seems obvious, but it still doesn’t quite make sense, because it suggests that Marius might feel a much higher degree of possessiveness towards me than I would have suspected. But apparently, he considers me his toy or something, and he doesn’t like the fact that someone else got to play with me.
Tough shit, asshole.
“And why would I envy the cock you jumped on because it was easy?” His free hand grips my neck as he keeps fucking me with his fingers, whispering against my mouth. “No pressure. No complications. No emotions. He might as well be a plastic dildo to you. I’m not jealous of your toy, Sarah. I’m pissed you took the coward’s way out.”
I should protest. Tell him he got it all wrong. The issue is, he nailed it, and there’s no denying any of what he just said. He’s the one who made me desperate for a long, hard fuck, but I sought my release elsewhere because he’s way too complicated.
Everything else aside, giving in, fucking him, after the way he treated me would be disrespectful toward myself. He tied me up. He whipped me. He—
Made me come harder than I would have thought possible just with his impact play…and that was before he licked me out.
The simple truth is Marius might be trouble, but my body craves everything he has to offer. It’s not logical. It’s not healthy. But I want it all the same.
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SARAH
Not giving into my desire for this insane guy makes sense. People don’t always crave what’s good for them. He’s a drug and I tried to stay away.I was right to. But he’s not fucking letting me go.
“Bite me,” I grit out between my teeth.
I don’t even know why I’m surprised when he sucks my lower lip into his mouth and brings his teeth to the foray, dragging it toward him. Of course he’d actually bite me, the psycho.
