Lahat ng Kabanata ng CRAVE: Temptations Collection: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 98

Chapter NineThe SignatureArielle’s POV The contract lay on the desk still unsigned, daring me to pick it up.I stared at it the next morning, wrapped in one of Dmitri’s crisp white shirts, my thighs still sticky with the memory of his mouth. He hadn’t fucked me, but he’d ruined every part of me that wasn’t already his.And now…Now I had to choose if I’d let him do it forever.My fingers hovered over the pen. Everything in my body screamed yes but mind whispered danger and my heart beat out a rhythm I couldn’t translate.But my core? My soul?It already belonged to him.He stood in the doorway silently watching.“Did you know I’d come here?” I asked.“No.”“You had a contract ready.”“I always have one ready.”“Do you always fall in love with your submissives?”That hit him like a sucker punch to the chest.“I don’t fall,” he said finally. “I claim.”“You’ve claimed me.”He nodded.“But this—” I held up the contract, “—this makes it official.”“I won’t force you.”“I don’t want any

Chapter 2Second SetHe didn’t pull out.Jace just kept thrusting through my climax, his breath harsh against my ear as he drove deeper, grinding his hips like he was punishing me for being this wet, this loud, this fucking shameless. I didn’t ask him to stop, didn’t even pretend I wanted him to. I only braced myself against the mirror as he buried himself again and again.“I should pull out,” he murmured, breathless, biting my neck hard enough to mark it. “But I don’t want to.”I moaned, nails digging into his shoulders. “Then don’t.”His hand slid up to grip my jaw, tilting my face to meet his. He kissed me again, a sloppy one this time, tongue claiming mine like he’d waited years for it. My body pulsed around him, over-sensitive and greedy, every nerve ending raw and humming.“Fucking hell,” he growled. “You feel like silk.”My back was starting to ache against the glass, and I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so thoroughly used. Not even on our honeymoon had Eduardo looked

Chapter 4The Rules Are ChangingThe next time we had sex, he didn’t even kiss me first.It was in the back seat of his car. Not the kind of sleek, spotless luxury sedan Eduardo preferred—no, this one was all black muscle, leather seats warm from the sun, the windows tinted to a legal gray that didn’t stop the shadows from dancing over my naked thighs.I hadn’t worn underwear.Not for him or for anyone else.“Fucking tease,” Jace murmured, his voice low as the door shut behind us and he slid in after me. “You know how hard it was to train my clients today with the image of your tits bouncing in that little tennis top?”“I wasn’t thinking of you,” I said, spreading my legs just a little farther apart. “I just like being comfortable.”He laughed darkly. “Is that what we’re calling it?”He didn’t wait for my answer. One knee on the seat, one hand already up my thigh. No hesitation. He wasn’t a man who second-guessed. He was a man who took.And God, I wanted to be taken.“You keep walking

Chapter 6Mine Even When You’re NotIt had been seven days.One week of silence.Not a call, not a text, not a single “You’re late, Mrs. Vega.”And I hated that it hurt more than I thought it would.Jace wasn’t just a good fuck, he was an ache in my bones now. A phantom touch I couldn’t get rid of. Every time Eduardo kissed my cheek or called me “darling,” I wanted to scream. Because he never touched me like that. Never grabbed me like I was a hot mess he wanted to ruin.And I wanted to be ruined again so, I did the only thing I knew would draw him out.I booked a private session at midnight.His gym, on his terms but my move.I wore the same thing I wore the first day. White sports bra, high-waisted leggings and lip gloss. No bra and with my hair up.Desperate and shameless. Just like he’d left me.When I stepped into the gym, it was already dark except for the soft glow from the private studio upstairs.He was there.Shirtless. Lifting.Like nothing had happened, like he hadn’t bent