Sienna’s POV “You are not going downstairs today.” Damian said it at 6:40 in the morning while he was still inside me. Day twelve. I had stopped keeping a calendar on my phone because he kept pulling it out of my hand. I tried to catch my breath. “The contract says I can leave the penthouse.” “The contract says physical availability at my discretion. Today my discretion is this bed.” He rolled his hips and pushed deeper. I was already sore from last night and it still made my toes curl. He held my thigh over his hip and fucked me slow, like he had cancelled every meeting just to stay in me. “Say the rule.” My voice broke. “No feelings.” “Say it like you still believe it.” I could not. He smiled against my throat and rubbed my clit with his thumb until I came shaking around him. He did not come yet. He pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and slid back in from behind. One hand on the back of my neck. The other gripping my hip hard enough to bruise. “You flinched when I sa
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