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Not overthinking it, I send it.
Me: Is it bedtime yet?
I chuckle, feeling incredibly naughty, and…normal.
I’ve never had this. Flirting—or sexting—with a guy my age that I might possibly be into.
Okay, I’m definitely into him.
To my confusion, he doesn’t reply. At first, I think he hasn’t seen the message, but one glance at my screen shows he definitely has.
Well, that’s disappointing.
Maybe I should buy myself a vibrator.
I lie back on the bed and do my best with my fingers.
It’s just so frustrating. I should go to bed. I’m about to give up when I hear a thunderous crash. I jump. Is there a storm? That would be odd. But no, next, there are heavy footsteps, andmydoor is smashed open.
Marius lookssofucking pissed. So much I shiver. Yet for some reason, I still grin.
“Are you trying to make me fucking crash?” he growls, stripping fast.
“You were driving?” That explains the lack of answer. I’m surprised he even checked my message.
“I made it back to the house at lightning speed,” he says, strolling to the bed.
My smile only widens.
He’s carrying another bag, larger than yesterday’s, and he throws it on the bed before climbing on top of it and crawling to me. “If anyone caught me, my license is toast. I could have wrapped the fucking car around a tree.”
I pout. “That wouldn’t have been fun.”
My insides tingle as he reaches me, his face level with my pussy, but he bypasses it, to my frustration.
“Oh, your highness. You thought it’d be that easy, huh? That you could just snap your fingers and get me to come running.”
“You’re here, aren’t you?”
He grins, faces inches away from me. “Yes, Sarah. You wanted me. You got it.”
And then his hand clamps down around my neck, and he squeezes tight.
God, yes.
73
MARIUS
Ihave her. I have her. I knew I would eventually, but I would never have thought it’d be today. I don’t know what made it happen, this morning, the sex, my grandmother. But she took the step. She textedme. And with that fucking hot picture on top of it.
She’s fucked. If she ever hoped to escape me, she ruined it. She’s truly mine now.
“Why did you send me that picture, Sarah?” I demand.
The answer is obvious, but I’ve been working with obvious for as long as I’ve started touching her. Before I give her what she wants, what we both need, she’s going totell me.I can absolutely work with her silence, and even her no, so long as her body is singing a different tune. But I’m going to get a fucking yes out of her today.
She clamps her mouth shut.
