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Challenging her, I quirk an eyebrow. “Fuckinghours.”

The word Prue disapproved of is the exact word that makes her come. Her last orgasm barrels through just as powerful as the first one. She’s shaking in my hold, her nails sinking into my hands.

Her orgasm does it to me, more than anything else. More than her tits, her flawless pussy, it’s her pleasure that pushes me over the edge.

Her climax, watching her bathing in the throes of ecstasy. The shift behind her eyes from scared to desperate to trusting.

I jerk my hips, shooting my load inside her. I push her right leg up, my teeth sinking into her knee, silencing my grunts of pleasure, my heaving breaths.

The bite marks my teeth leave start to show on her skin. Loving the redness blooming on her skin, I lick it, soothing the wounded area and savoring it at the same time. I soak in another few sated moments of watching Prue in silence while my dick softens inside her.

“Are we done now?” Her teasing tone lands her another bite.

But that’s all the playfulness I have in me.

“Yes, Prue. For now, we are.” I help Prue’s feet out of the stirrups and ease her to a sitting position. “Here, let me.”

She’s silent as I remove her gown, quiet as I clean the soaking space between her legs.

She doesn’t peep when I instruct her to lift her arms and put on her bra and T-shirt. When I dress her in her panties and jeans. She doesn’t give me anything, even when I move behind her to redo the bun on her head.

“What is it?” I fix my coat before cupping Prue’s soft cheeks. “Talk to me.”

“Do you do this…” She motions with her fingers between us. “Often?”

“Never.” I crush my lips into hers for the first time today.

She’s sweet and musky and tastes like home. My tongue delves inside, rubbing against hers, embedding the feel of her into my brain. Into my goddamn bones.

“I’ve never done it with a patient.” Her scarf shifted by some, revealing the burn marks, and I set it back in place too. “Never have, never will. It’s a sore spot for me. But you? You make me break all my rules. You’re special. So special.”

“Not sofuckingspecial?”

A burst of laughter, a rare one I haven’t had in years, bursts from my lips.

“Yes, beautiful Three.” I take a step back, resting my palm on the small of her back, and guide her to the door. “Very fucking special.”

She stops, turning to me with her head tilted up to meet my eyes. “Will you tell me about it? Your sore spot?”

“Yes.” Her skin feels warm to the touch as I run my knuckles on her temple, along her jawline, then her lips. “Whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you. Right after I get to knowyou. I’ll take you out on a date this week. A proper one.”

I want to finish my statement withUnderstood?but she seems fragile and tender right now. I haven’t had any experience with being a dominant. I am aware, though, of the precarious state of the human mind after so much adrenaline has been dumped into their system.

I have to tread carefully, tap around that line between what I crave. More importantly, whatsheneeds.

So, I ask instead, “Is that okay?”

“That’s perfect,” she beams, twisting around me to grab her purse from the chair, then leaning on her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. “Have a great first day, Dr. Wentworth.”

“It already is,” I murmur to her back, watching her disappear into the hallway.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Theo

I’mnotplayingPrue.I didn’t fuck her to earn myself a notch on my belt. Didn’t risk Vienna walking in on us for the sake of getting my dick wet.

That’s not me. I’m a forty-year-old man who knows what he wants and goes after it. And what I’m pursuing like a starved tiger hunting his prey is Prue.

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