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I didn’t care about the money or the clout of being a Warrington. I never had. I’d wanted a different kind of fairytale, one that involved a quaint house and a lovely yard, a dog or two, and a passel of kids. My God. Was I really thinking about becoming a mother? Not a chance. I laughed then gasped again as he drove several fingers inside, flexing them open.

“Sweet Jesus.”

“You taste sweet. Yes,” he said in a low, husky voice.

The way he was furiously licking me as he plunged his fingers deep inside was too much to take. I jerked forward, struggling with the tight bindings around my wrists, my mouth open wide as an orgasm swept through me like a tidal wave of ultimate pleasure.

“Oh. Yes. Yes. Yes!” There’d been no way to bite back a scream, the ecstasy rolling through me spectacular. My entire body was trembling, the essence of what was happening pushing me into the sweetest moment of release.

He didn’t stop his savage actions, burying his tongue inside as he continued pumping his long fingers deep inside my tight channel. My pussy muscles clamped over his thick digits, pulling him in even deeper. I was tense all over, jerking up from where I’d rested my head, staring at nothing in front of me.

Only when he started to slow his actions did I relax once again, another wave of exhaustion settling into the deepest portions of my body.

He chuckled darkly, pressing kisses on the inside of one thigh then the other before rising to his full height. Then he kept his eyes locked onto mine as he unfastened his belt.

I had no energy to help him, fighting to keep my eyes open. I concentrated on his delicious smirk, longing to kiss his mouth for hours. “You’re far too perfect.”

“I am, huh? If I remember correctly, you called me the most arrogant man alive.”

“Oh, that. Well, yes, you are, but delectable.”

I’d been able to make him grin from the start, which had really only been a few days. How was that possible? I’d never believed in love at first sight. Lust? Hell, yeah. I’d been there more than a few times, but love? Not a chance. Not for a girl like me. Guys had wanted to date me for no other reason than who my father was. I’d been the geeky girl with glasses, the kid least likely to go to her prom.

Then the star quarterback had asked me. I’d said yes, a happy girl who’d been accepted into the popular crowd. At least I’d enjoyed half the prom before learning the truth, that the bastard’s father had owed my daddy something, so I’d been set up like a pawn in a game. It had been the first time but certainly not the last.

Only this time, I’d set myself up.

“Why do you enjoy my company?” I cooed and forced myself into a sitting position, fighting to be the one to unzip his trousers. He allowed me.

“Do you want to know the truth?”

“No, lie to me. That’s what I’m used to.”

He gripped the side of my face with enough pressure I was taken aback, forcing me to look at him.

“Because youarethe woman I can’t fucking stop thinking about, the one who hasn’t left my mind since you catapulted your way into my world like a firecracker sent from hell. I shouldn’t want you. I can’t need you. You’re a goddamn weakness if you ask anyone. Hell, my father would have called me soft, but there’s something… No, everything about you pushes my buttons and I want more. Now, I don’t give a flying fuck who your dad is or if you grab the brass ring or brass knuckles instead and knock your father’s block off. I want you, the feisty broad who dragged my heart through the mud already. Now, shut the fuck up because I’m going to fuck you because that’s what you want and more important, it’s exactly what you need.”

The man could take my breath away. I wasn’t given the opportunity to respond before he ripped open his trousers, yanking out his thick cock, tugging my bottom to the very edge of the counter then plunging his cock deep inside.

“Oh, God. Oh, yes.” I threw my arms up and over his head, locking us together given my bindings. He grinned like a kid and pulled almost all the way out, driving into me with enough force the breath was knocked out of me.

“So fucking tight.”

My muscles spasmed for a few seconds as they tried to accept the huge girth, clenching and releasing several times. I managed to place my heels on the edge of two drawers, wrapping my fingers in his long locks as I’d done before. He developed a brutal rhythm, driving hard and fast, taking me like a crazed animal.

I could stay writhing underneath him for hours at a time. I wanted to spend the night under the covers, pretending we were just two people in love. How ridiculous was that? I longed to be the one who brought him coffee in the morning, fulfilling another round of our carnal needs before heading off the work. Every. Single. Day.

“Be careful,” I managed. “I might be falling in love with you.”

“You damn well better be.”

He continued to fuck me, the sound of our combined heavy breathing assaulting my senses as the heat built between us to a combustible level. I was thrown into a beautiful daze, unable to think clearly. But he was driving away the horror and the fear, replacing it with delicious and much more sinful memories.

With every savage thrust, I was pushed closer to nirvana, but I could tell he was having a difficult time with control. I squeezed my muscles on purpose and he stopped moving altogether, pulling out until just the tip was inside.

“Careful, little woman. I play for keeps.” He pushed me back, tugging my bottom off the counter, rolling onto the balls of his feet then fucking me like a wild animal.

The breath was knocked out of me completely, my mind spinning given the switch in the angle. Within two seconds, I was pitched headfirst into a mind-blowing orgasm, panting like a crazed dog until I couldn’t hold back a scream.

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