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“Annika, I don’t want to hurt you, physically or—”
“Stop assuming you know what everyone needs. Just because you watched some poorly acted information video on victim support in some stuffy conference room over a decade ago, does not make you an expert in whatIneed,” she hisses at me through clenched teeth. “If you want to know what I do need, maybe you should ask me.”
Fuck, she’s right. I drop my hands and move only an inch away, sliding clenched fists into my pockets to stop from touching her so that we can have a serious conversation without the overwhelming primal need to claim her taking over as it does every time I touch her. “Very well,rainha. Tell me what you need.”
Her throat bobs on a hard swallow and her eyes widen as though she hadn’t expected to actually have to answer. “I…uh…”
God, I love to see her fumble. It’s so far removed from her take-no-prisoners, show-no-weakness approach to her role in life and the fact that I make her nervous turns me the fuck on. “Come on now, you wanted me to ask. Don’t get shy on me now.” My tone is close to mocking, the defiant glare she shoots my way in response has my lip twitching.
I push my instincts to coddle her out of the way and go into the cooling calm of my usual dominance. “Shall I tell you what I really think you need?”
At 5’11, Annika barely has to look up at my 6’3 but being this close, her head is still tilted and she looks at me through her thick lashes. It’s a beautiful sight. She nods, her eyes searching mine like I hold all the answers. Maybe I do.
“I think you need to let go of some of that control,rainha. I think you need someone to make you follow orders for once, to submit, to let me give you what I want and just take it like a good girl.”
Her lips part on a gasp and I lean down to steal the sound, fusing our mouths together, in a slow but firm kiss. She kisses me back, sliding her hands up my abs to rest on my pecs. When I leave her lips, I trail featherlight kisses up her jaw to her ear and suck the lobe into my mouth. The groan that leaves her is animalistic and so loud I pull back to look at her, cheeks flushed and eyes blinking. She seems as surprised as I am. I smirk, my hands firmly on her waist.
“You liked that, huh?”
She nods again.
“I’m going to need your words, Annika.”
“Yes, I liked it,” she breathes.
“I want to fuck you,rainha. I want to take you to your bed, strip you down, and worship every inch of you. Tell me that’s what you want. Tell me I have your full and enthusiastic consent to pin you down and fill you up, to stuff you so full of my cock you’ll forever feel empty without it.”
Her eyes bulge and she swallows again.
“Tell me,” I bite out through a clenched jaw.
“Yes, Harvey. I want all of that.” She takes a steadying breath, closing her eyes as she apparently tries to settle some nerves. When she opens them again, she’s full of steely determination. “I want to give myself to you and I want you to take me however you want to. I want it, Ineedit. Please.” The last word is barely more than a whisper and I swallow down the beast that wants to spin her and bend her over the kitchen island. I’m going to savour this.
Trying not to let my voice break like a scared teen, I tell her, “Go to your room and lie on the bed with your arms above your head. When I come in, do not speak unless spoken to and do not move unless given my explicit permission. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“You need a safe word,rainha. Pick one.”
She blinks at me a few times before she tries to hide her smile as she says, “Coconut.”
I smirk before becoming serious as one more thought occurs, something I need before we can continue. “One more thing. Do you trust me?”
Her jaw ticks and she straightens her spine, eying me warily, and choosing how to answer. If she says no now, all this stops. Despite how unbelievably hypocritical it is of me given that sheshould absolutely not trust me, I cannot fuck her if she doesn’t. I may like to take control during sex, but I always want the women I’m with to feel safe, to trust me to keep them safe. Given Annika’s past, it’s imperative that she trusts me.
She looks briefly to the floor and then back to look me in the eye. “Yes Harvey, I trust you.”
Relief and shame war within my chest so no words are able to fight their way through. I nod toward the hall in command and she obeys with only a fleeting glance my way before disappearing. I lean forward against the counter, letting my head drop between my shoulders and take a few steadying breaths. I’m going full rogue here. I could say that sleeping with Annika is a tactical move to gain her trust and get her to open up about things I could take back to the department to try and win my job back.
Taking my phone out of my pocket I check the last message from the captain again.
CAPTAIN:Anything yet? Do what it takes, Campos. Do whatever it takes.
Is that what I’m doing? Whatever it takes?No.Because when I think about having Annika, my brain isn’t ruling my actions. But what’s concerning me is that I don’t think it’s my dick either. Because lately, when I think of Annika Wolfe, one organ thrums louder than a thousand bees. My heart.
I leave Annika to sweat for a few minutes before I follow her upstairs, she’s exactly as I told her to be, laid out on the centre of the bed, her wrists crossed above her head and her eyes closed as though trying to relax. She’s lost the slippers she was wearing downstairs, and her peach-coloured toenails are wiggling nervously. She doesn’t open her eyes when I enter and Idon’t say anything, taking in her long legs, covered by her pants. Her top has ridden up a couple of inches, showing a band of creamy skin that I desperately want to run my tongue over. But first I need to see those legs.
“Take your pants off and then get back into this position.”
