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Not this time.
She looked up at him, as desperate as he was.
He gripped the neckline of her dress and tore it down the middle. She gasped, her eyes flickering.
That had turned his pixie on.
“What do you want, Jet?”
He ripped off his jacket, then unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off. He opened his belt, lowered his zipper.
Her gaze followed his movements, then flicked back up. “You. I want you.”
No words had ever meant more to him.
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
She stared up at the gorgeous male kneeling over her.
He looked like a dark angel fallen to Earth. About to ravish and possess.
Jet was so ready to be possessed. She ran her gaze over his hard chest and abdomen. He was ridiculous with all those sculpted ridges. She knew they were from his job, not just the gym.
His eyes were hot and hungry as they roamed over her. She was totally bare for him. When he’d torn her dress off, it was the hottest thing.
“Christ, you’re beautiful,” he gritted out.
Tears pricked her eyes. No one had ever said that, and meant it. She could see that this man—this beautiful, driven man who could have anyone—meant it.
“Watching you tonight—” he dragged a hand down the middle of her body, and cupped her between her legs “—made me so hard.” He leaned over her, kissed her.
She moaned, her tongue stroking his. He kissed her like the apocalypse was coming. Like he needed her more than anything.
He made her feel like she was on fire. Like it was only the two of them in the entire world.
The hand between her legs stroked, two fingers sliding inside her.
“I’m going to fill this tight, little pussy with my cock.”
Jet moaned and arched up. She loved the husky edge to his voice.
“I barely got a taste of you before. I need more. I need you, Jet.”
He curled his fingers inside her, and hit a spot. She reared her hips up, an inarticulate sound breaking free of her throat. “Cain… Please.” She gripped his arms. “Please.”
“So tight, pixie. I can feel you clenching on my fingers. And you’re so wet. This is all for me.”
“Yes. For you. Touch me, dammit.”
“I am.”
“With your cock.”
His smile was devilish. He opened his pants and freed his cock.
She wanted—no needed—him inside her. She licked her lips. She wanted him bare again. Not a single thing between them.
He lazily stroked his cock, then reached out and tweaked her nipple. She gasped. Every part of her was so sensitive.
