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Anger and desperation burned in his eyes as he roared, “When the fuck are you going to talk to me?”
I stared at him, hating him. Needing him. God, I needed him. I wrenched my arm from his hold and turned away, moving through the expansive bedroom to my wardrobe.
This place felt empty…stark…cold…and expensive. It was all a pretense. Everything about my life was like that. Since I'd stepped off the plane coming from the island, there’d not been a second for the real me.
Because she no longer existed.
I kicked off my shoes and reached around, unzipping my slacks, letting them fall to the floor.
“Are you going to say anything?” He glared at me as I walked past, heading to the bathroom.
The stark lights were blinding, flicking on the moment I stepped inside. I worked the buttons of my blouse as Finley moved deeper into the house.
“I’m tired,” I muttered, not bothering to meet his gaze.
I didn’t need to. The bathroom almost trembled with the thunder on his face. “Thought you said you weren’t?” He stepped up behind me, pressing against my back. “So which is it, Anna? Either you’re tired or you’re not?”
I lifted my head, meeting his glare over my shoulder. “Both.”
He scowled, driving his body harder against me. He was already erect, the bulge forced against my ass. I sighed. So we were doing this…after all this time, we were really doing this. “Look, Fin, I—”
He reached up, wrapped his hand around my throat, squeezing hard enough to shock me. Savage breaths drove his chest against my back as he pressed into me, growling in my ear, “You fucking push me, Anna…you fucking push me to my goddamn limit.”
Hard. Savage. I melted in his strength and unleashed a moan as he pushed my head down, bending me over the basin and, with his other hand, tore off my panties. He fumbled with the front of his pants, yanking the button, and shoved down his zipper.
I splayed my hands against the basin, lifting my head enough to find the animal in his eyes. His finger slipped between my legs, seeking, spreading, slipping into my core only to slip out and find my clit.
“I’m going mad.” He growled, circling before he fucked me with his finger. “You hear me?You’re driving me mad.”
“Good.” I moaned.“Good.”
“Good?” His tone was dangerous.
Anyone else would be terrified of that tone. Anyone else would be terrified of him…
I drove my ass against his hand until I pressed against his hard cock. “Yes.” I hissed. “Good.”
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“Good?” I pushed my finger inside, watching as she dropped her head forward and moaned. “You stop fucking talking to me, stop wanting me.” I thrust inside her, fucking her, claiming her. “You barely fucking look at me, and this…”
I slipped my finger free, grabbed her ass, and spread her pussy wide before I knelt between her legs. The scent of her hit me, driving all the way to my cock. “This is the only time I can have you. It’s all you give me.”
I moved closer, licking her core. She shuddered, trembling, hating…me.
She hated me.
I slid my tongue inside, driving my face deeper, reaching as far as I could until I pulled away. I couldn’t wait…couldn’t stop myself. I rose, sliding my hand along her back to grab the back of her neck and slammed my hips forward.
My cock rammed in hard, all the way to the hilt. She bucked from the invasion, fighting against my hold. But I gripped her, sliding out only to drive back in once more.
This was what she made me…a beast.
She unleashed a moan. And fuck me if I didn’t need that sound. I needed the guttural rawness. I needed her, even if it was only like this…I needed her.
I gripped her back and thrust back in, watching her shove her hands against the mirror, driving back against me to meet my thrusts, and instantly I plunged back into that night. To the night I'd fucked her in that warehouse on the island, covered in another man’s blood, while her father screamed in the room next to us.
