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That's the part that sets me on fire. That's the part that makes me ache. That, I think, is the part that makes me crave something I didn't expect.More. One night here won't beenough. One night with Bronx won't satisfy me. We've barely even started, and I'm already hooked. I want to experience everything his world has to offer…and I want to experience it with him.
Lord have mercy, I'm in serious trouble.
The second man crawls between her legs, taking over where the first man left off. He eats her like the first man did, only he isn't as polite about it. There's something wild in the way he takes her.
She cries out, writhing beneath him.
My fingers move faster between my legs.
"When you're fucking your hand, how many can you take, Dilemma?" Bronx asks. "One finger? Two?"
"T-two."
"Show me," he orders me.
I'm too far gone to protest. I don't think I would even if I could.
I give him what he wants, obediently slipping two fingers inside myself while he watches me.
"Fuck yourself with your fingers," he growls. "Don't stop until you're coming all over yourself."
I bite my lip to keep from crying out at his filthy command and the way he utters it, as if he knows I'll obey. As if he's as desperate to watch as I am to get there. Lord, whoisthis man and what is he doing to me? Better question…why don't I want him to stop?
Because this is who you are, Gemma. This is who you've always been, and you know it,a little voice whispers.
I don't think it's wrong.
I give Bronx what he wants…what he demands from me, fucking myself with my fingers. The wet sounds are loud…too loud, perhaps. But if anyone else hears them, they don't look. I think they're too busy with their own forbidden pleasures as the erotic show on the stage plays on.
The first man drags his zipper down, his erection springing free. He steps up beside her head, cupping her cheek. She turns her face toward him, eager, obedient, stretching toward his cock.
Her lips close around the head.
The same fantasy from earlier slams into me. I'm the woman tied down. And that's Bronx standing over me. My lips closing around him as he throws his head back, his groan ripping through the room.
My core clenches around my fingers and I shatter like glass.
He growls behind me, spinning me around. The whole world tilts and spins wildly before I land in his lap. His lips come down on mine, his kiss hard and unyielding. And somehow sweet and loving too. He holds me close, sheltering me in his arms as he consumes me.
I rock against him, grinding against his erection as aftershocks rip through me, turning the whole world to a spinning kaleidoscope.
"Fuck," he groans against my lips, drawing the word out. "I want to taste that next time you do it, Dilemma."
"Okay," I agree, more than willing to give him that.
Afew minutes later,he carries me out of the room. I don't look at the stage again. I'm a little afraid of what I'lldo if I see what's happening up there. Jump him right here and now? It's a strong possibility.
I've never wanted anything the way I want this bossy, beautiful man.
That should scare the hell out of me.
"Bronx? What's happening?" I whisper as he strides down the hall with me in his arms. "What is this?"
Is it normal to feel this connected to someone after just a few hours? Surely, it's not. But what do I know? Maybe that's exactly what happens in places like this. You play around with someone, and suddenly, you think it means more than it does.
Crap. Maybe I don't belong here. Because I'm getting attached to this man. That wasn't supposed to happen.
"It's us, Dilemma," he murmurs, his hands on my ass.
