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“My redbird,” he says softly. “Thinks she can disobey me.”
His fingers ease, stroking down the side of my throat. Sending tingles down to my breasts and making my nipples harden.
“How should I punish you?” he says.
Fear bursts in my stomach and goes right to my pussy. Tender blood throbs in my clit and confusion swirls. Why do I feel like I’m going to come right here in the hall, without even being touched? Am I sick? Am I fucked up?
“I could do anything I want with you, Miss Stowe,” he murmurs. “No one stops me. Sovereign Mountain is mine and you are my woman.”
My eyes widen. If he’d said these things to me another day, without deadly calm in his eyes, I would have thought this was just play. But he means his words. This realization is quickly followed by a heavy throb between my thighs and my fingers twitch. I’m aching, I’m right on the edge. So close I wonder if I’m going to come just from his words.
My lashes flutter. I know my face is flushed pink.
“My name is Garrison,” I whisper. “Not Stowe.”
He leans in. “I will fuck your dead husband’s name out of your mouth,” he says. “Then I’ll decide what I want in its place.”
I’m trying to make sense of his words, but his hands tighten on my throat and my thighs squeeze together. Rubbing at that tender place where my pleasure is coiled, pounding like a drum. I throb once and my eyes widen, fixing on his.
His brow arcs and he glances down.
“Don’t you dare come,” he warns.
My breasts heave, my body twists. I’m going to pass out if he doesn’t give me air soon, but I can barely think about that right now. I can’t unlock my thighs and the pressure is pushing me higher and higher. The calm in his eyes shatters and wildness replaces it. Like he’s gotten a taste of something and he can’t control himself.
“Don’t you do it, little redbird,” he says, his voice low.
My eyes roll back. Pleasure rips through my lower body and a little gasp bursts from my throat. He releases my neck as my orgasm hits me and the combination of oxygen to my brain andpleasure turns my legs to water. I sink to my knees, my palms flat on the floor.
It hits me what I’ve done as my orgasm ebbs.
He has rules and I broke them. Not just by coming without permission, but by not being in bed, ready to offer myself to him when he returned.
I fucked up.
I look up at him, towering over me. Hat still on his head. I have a feeling that whatever happens tonight, I’m about to see his walls come down for the first time. I thought he showed me flashes of honesty before, but they’re nothing on what’s simmering in his eyes.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
Too late. I can tell without him saying a word.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
GERARD
Her full, soft mouth trembles. Her eyes are huge. They follow my every move as I strip my belt off.
“You can safeword me—or hit my leg if you need out,” I say. “But it’s better if you just take it.”
She won’t safeword me. She’s a filthy little slut and now that she’s gotten a taste of what I can give her, she’ll go right over the edge with me.
I see how hungry she is to feel alive. To taste fear and pleasure at the same time.
Her potential is limitless.
I crack the belt in my hand once and she flinches, but she doesn’t back away.
Her pupils blow as I slip the looped end around her throat and tighten it just enough she feels the burn. She gasps and I take a second to look at what a pretty picture she makes. On her knees, naked and flushed. Her mouth is swollen and I know she’s soaked between those soft thighs.
