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My lust is roaring through me now, a wild beast unleashed by her tight suction and nimble tongue. I bury a hand in her hair and yank her to take me deeper. Avery lets out a sob of protest, struggling to take me all the way, but I don’t ease up, I don’t let her even adjust to the punishing girth of me, I just thrust into her deeper, faster, fucking her mouth relentlessly as I grip her hair, controlling her movements completely until she’s limp and moaning in pleasure, a willing vessel for my cock.
Mine.
I yank up her nightgown and land a stinging slap on her perfect ass. Avery moans around my cock, and then wriggles her ass, wanting more even as she struggles to swallow me down.
Fuck. It takes me over, the fierce possession, raging in my bloodstream as I spank her again, harder, making her sob and moan with my cock in her mouth as my climax builds to a fucking crescendo. I’m consumed by this girl, ravaged, weak for the pleasure only she can provide.She’s mine. She has to be. All mine—
I come with a roar, exploding down her tight throat in a hot burst of pleasure, and dammit, Avery swallows every drop, milking me dry as the force of my release spears through me, so damn good, my brain whites out, and for one blissful moment, I’m free.
Free from the past, and all my secrets. Free from the guilt and shame I carry every minute of every day.
Except this one. With her. Only Avery can make it all go away.
How the hell does she do this to me?
18
AVERY
Back in London,Sebastian disappears, practically living at the office again. I’m relieved. I need space to focus on my research—and to process everything that happened in the country.
The night in the library together… It still makes my thighs clench with lust whenever I think about it, but the whole thing unsettled me, too. Sebastian was a man untamed: animalistic and raw. Usually, he’s so controlled. Even in the grip of pleasure, he keeps his distance, icy and detached. But this...?
He was still in control, demanding everything I had to give, but he was unravelling, too. And God, it turned me on to see him that way, feeling the rough grip of his hands grip my hair, and the sting of his palm against my ass. But now that I’ve had some time to process, I realize what’s unnerving me about that night.
I saw a glimpse of the darkness, lurking inside him. A man who’ll go to any lengths to get what he wants. It chills and tempts me, all at the same time.
Maybe Sebastian knows he revealed too much, because he’s barely touched me since. No more sensual lessons, no more filthy commands. Every night, I wonder if I’ll hear his knock on the bedroom door.
And every night, I find myself wishing that I would.
Which is crazy—and dangerous. Because the next time he comes for me, he won’t settle for just getting me off with his hands, and mouth, and dirty words. He’ll want more of me.
All of me.
And I don’t know yet if that’s a price I’m willing to pay.
“Good morning,”I greet Leon, heading downstairs for breakfast, a few days after we arrive back in London.
“Mornin’,” he replies, still stern-faced as ever. “Coffee?”
“Yes please,” I smile. “And some of those amazing crepes, if they’re on the menu?”
He nods. “Mr. Wolfe just finished his breakfast. I believe he’s on a call.”
Big surprise.
I make my way through to the dining room. I can see Sebastian from here, pacing in the back gardens, angrily gesturing to whoever’s unfortunate enough to be on the other end of that call. He’s totally absorbed and doesn’t even look up to see me.
I pause, thinking fast. If he’s out there, distracted…
His office. This could be my chance.
I quickly hurry out, and down the hallway. Sure enough, his office door is ajar, as if he just strolled out. It’s set to the side of the house, so doesn’t have a view to the gardens. There’s no chance of him seeing me, so I slip inside, and look around.
There are papers stacked on his desk, different files open, and a pile of opened mail.
Jackpot.
