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“You’re going to give me what I want?”
“I’ll give you anything,” I tell him. “Everything.”
“Be careful. I might take you up on your offer,” he says. “Are you going to come hard for me, baby?”
“I am.”
“I’m not convinced.”
“I’m going to come so hard. So, so hard.”
“Show me you’re a good girl.”
He squeezes two fingers around my clit, trapping all the blood there and I go off like a rocket.
“Beckett! Oh, God! Beckett! Becket! Beckett! Beckett!”
Chapter 25
Beckett
The second I caught a glimpse of her sexy new look, I knew the likelihood of surviving the next sixteen days without fucking Arianne was pretty much nil. As much as I’d love to watch Rhys’s defeated face as he hands over the keys to his vintage four hundred-thousand-dollar bike, there are things I want with more fervor—like riding Arianne.
I need to dominate and own her.
I don’t know how I managed to hold back after she came so beautifully. All I wanted to do was sink balls deep inside her pussy and lose myself in there for days.
Patience.
Two weeks without sex is an eternity for a guy like me. I don’t think she would’ve survived what I was likely to unleash on her.
I never thought the day would come where I’d feel the need to mentally prepare myself to be inside a woman again.
Thanks for nothing, Rhys Hartford.
After some naughty fun, we’re now at the Quintus Hotel for dinner.
“Mr. Christensen,” Larkin says, approaching our table.
I get up to greet the elegant man who’s as tall as I am. “Larkin.” I shake the hand that’s extended to me. “It’s always good to see you.”
“Likewise,” he says. His gaze slides to the beautiful woman sitting at my table. “‘Holy Chic’ indeed,” he says with an appreciative glance. “I hope you also bought the ‘Holy Gorgeous’ t-shirt.”
I still can’t get over how the photos and headlines spread all over the internet like wildfire. My evening with Arianne went viral so fast, it dethroned the speed with which everyone was talking about my forbidden night with the pastor’s daughter.
“She’d also need the ‘Holy Freaking Smart’ t-shirt.” I add to Larkin’s cockiness.
“The whole package?” Larkin nods, already answering his own question.
“The whole package,” I tell him.
“Okay, I officially don’t know what to do with myself,” Arianne says, her cheeks flushing in a lovely shade of pink.
“Larkin Gallagher, I’d like to introduce you to Arianne Buchanan. Arianne, Larkin owns the Quintus Hotel.”
Since Arianne thoroughly enjoyed last night’s dining experience, I decided to treat her to the same level of excellence. Except tonight, we’re sitting at a corner table in Moonlight restaurant, one of the four five-star restaurants located inside the hotel.
“It’s a pleasure,” Larkin says with a slight head nod.
