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Chapter 22
Mia
Jealousy poured off Andre in waves. Was she a bad person because she wanted to make him squirm just a little longer?
“Did you fuck him?” he grated like his throat was full of gravel. The look that flashed in his eyes stole any mirth she’d had at his expense. Pain.
“No. But it really wouldn’t be any of your business if I did.” She moved her finger between them. “We’re not dating.”
Andre’s shoulders lowered as whatever tension he brought with him dissipated. A whoosh of air left his mouth as he scrubbed a hand over his face. An ache formed in her chest. It had been a while since anyone cared about her, and even though this man only wanted her body, it felt good knowing she was wanted by him. For now, anyways.
“This is no strings,” he agreed. “But we’re exclusive.”
She smiled and paddled her hands beneath the warm water. “That sounds an awful lot like a relationship.”
“I thought you didn’t want a relationship?” His dark eyebrows rose questioningly.
“I don’t. But you can’t have it both ways. Adding exclusivity means more room to develop feelings.”
Andre sighed before stripping off his shirt and pants until he was only in his black boxer briefs. He stepped into the water, sending ripples into the pool. His muscular form in the soft aqua glow highlighted every chiseled plane and ridge of his toned body, down to his thick, strong thighs. Strength and power exuded from the man. Her body ached, the throb getting stronger as he walked towards her in the pool. His hands reached out, taking her face in his large palms. How was it possible to feel fear of vulnerability and comfort at the same time?
“I want to continue what we have. No strings.”
The intensity of his gaze mixed with the flutter of emotions battering her insides at his touch. His closeness was dizzying. Heat flashed through her body, singeing her self-control.
“But I also want exclusivity and honesty. Don’t hide shit from me. You want to be with another man, then we’ll end this and go our separate ways. I won’t be fucking you and sharing your body with anyone else. I. Don’t. Share. Are we clear?” His deep voice growled his last words.
Andre’s touch burned her flesh with want and need. After the events of the day with Mateo, she’d been reminded yet again why everything in her life was temporary. Yes, she could give this to Andre. She’d enjoy it while it lasted and hope he didn’t hate her when it was all over.
She nodded.
“Say it,” he commanded.
She glanced at his full lips, and licked her own. “I won’t fuck anyone but you.”
His mouth clamped on her neck as she gasped. His touch became rough and feverish. He tasted like whiskey and determination. This was the first Andre she’d slept with. Raw and needy. Untamed and reckless. Fucking—that was what this was. Pure and simple. Why did her heart ache at the thought? She pushed the question aside, along with all the other uncomfortable feelings that bubbled up in his presence. She locked them away deep down with all her secrets that had never seen the light of day.
His hands roamed over her breasts, pinching her nipples as his suction on her neck increased, blurring the lines between pleasure and pain as need blanketed her.
She moaned.
His mouth released as he looked at her and smirked. “Now everyone will know you’re off-limits.”
She reached for the semi-sore spot where his mouth had been. “You left a mark?”
“I’m just getting started.” His mouth crashed onto hers, his sweet tongue darting in her mouth. She wrapped her arms around him as they became a frantic knot of hands and legs. He picked her up and carried her out of the pool. She never stopped kissing him as they slipped through the back door of her house, the dripping water making the tiles slippery. She gripped him tighter as he turned towards the stairs. Not needing light to find it, he made his way to her bedroom. He laid her on the bed before flicking the bedside lamp on.
“I wanna see you,” he said. Like she needed an explanation.
He stripped his wet boxers off before hungrily raking his eyes over her exposed body. “I also want you to see who’s gonna fuck you so hard you’re gonna feel me for a week. I’m gonna make you come so much you won’t ever need to consider another man in your bed.”
If she was wearing panties, they would have melted. She could have gotten caught on the fact that he used the word ever, as if he expected this thing between them to last much longer than it could. But there was a very gorgeous naked man crawling over her, his hard cock pressing into her soft flesh. She could think later, because right now, she would get lost in this moment. That was all she could afford. Right now. And she wanted him to make good on every single one of those promises.
“You say you’re a man of your word.” She panted, tracing the rigid muscles of his shoulders with one hand as her other stroked his cock as it jerked in her palm. “Show me.”
And he did. For hours, he traced every curve and line of her body with his hungry mouth as if he was memorizing it. He teased her, bringing her to the brink of pleasure again and again until she was breathless, writhing, and begging.
She reached for his cock again, but he grabbed her wrists and bolted them to the bed with one hand.
