Chapter 8:His Obsession:He didn’t give her time to breathe. One strong arm hooked under her knees, the other behind her back, and he lifted her against his chest like she weighed nothing. Maya’s hands flew to his shoulders as he carried her down the hall to his bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them with a finality that made her pulse race.He set her down only long enough to strip her—slow, deliberate, eyes locked on hers the entire time. Shirt gone. Bra unclasped and tossed aside. Jeans and panties dragged down her legs until she stood naked, trembling, soaked between her thighs from nothing more than the dark promise in his gaze. He was careful for her wounded leg."Look at you," he murmured, voice rough as gravel. "So fucking perfect. And all mine."He shrugged out of his own shirt, revealing the hard lines of muscle she’d been fantasizing about for days. Then his belt, his pants—until he stood in nothing but black boxer briefs, the thick outline of his cock straining agains
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