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I licked my lower lip and looked at him seductively. He gripped my hair and then claimed my lips. I felt him biting my lips over and over again, to the point that I can now feel the taste of metal in my mouth. His mouth fell on my chest, and he sucked it both like a lion, so angry at his prey. His eyes are burning, and I anticipated all of his touches, even if they were harsh and rough. All the more I want it. He had just finished on my chest when he pulled me into his body and then claimed my lips again. A moan escaped from my mouth when he lifted me up and slapped my butt five times.

“But I wasn’t talking about a serious spanking. I’m sorry if I gave you that impression. I was talking about the sexy kind of spanking.” Sexy kind? What the hell did he mean? “Spankings aren’t sexy. Not for me.” Why was she sitting here talking to him about this? Why wasn’t she running as fast as she could? Because there’s something about him, pulling me towards him, making me want to trust him. Because I don’t want this night to be over, I’m not ready to be alone again. “God, you’re a Dom,” she interrupted, disgusted with herself. “How did I not see that?”

We cooked when the hunger for food finally overtook the hunger for each other, standing half-naked in the small kitchen. “You’re going to burn the toast again if you keep looking at me like that,” I told him on the second morning, spatula in one hand while his palm slid under the borrowed shirt I was wearing and cupped my bare ass. “I like watching you try to cook with my hand on you,” he answered, voice already rough, and then he turned me around, lifted me onto the counter, and fucked me right there with the smell of coffee and slightly burnt toast filling the air, my legs locked around him and my moans mixing with the soft curses he kept spilling against my mouth.

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Chapter 2 The thick, salty heat floods my tongue, coating the back of my throat in rhythmic pulses. I hold him there, my lips sealed tight around the base of his shaft, feeling the frantic, final spasms of his orgasm as his hips jerk against my face. His fingers are tangled in my hair, gripping hard enough to sting, but I don't pull away until I've milked him for every last drop. I swallow, the action deliberate and loud in the confined space of the VIP bathroom, the taste of him is bitter and musky, settling heavily on my palate.

It was not like she and Raj had ever really shared a great passion, certainly not like the attractions that she read about in her multitude of racy erotic romances on the e-reader that had been his final gift to her for Valentine's Day. Of course, Kirsty had never really experienced that type of passion or even witnessed it first hand. Her parents, their friends and even her own were all in relationships based upon shared values, interests and companionship. Certainly not the wild and tumultuous sexual attractions portrayed in her books about ménages and BDSM. The very idea of that level of need and surrender was both intensely attractive and petrifying to Kirsty.

Damn, I could feel heat pooling between my legs already, my pussy getting slick just from standing this close to him in the pitch black. His fingers flexed on my hip, not pushing me away. “Easy, Riley. Stay right there a second. I’ll get the fire going stronger so we can see.” His voice was low and rough. He kept his hand on me as he moved us toward the living room, guiding me. My body followed without thinking, thighs rubbing together with every step and making my clit throb. We settled on the rug in front of the fireplace. Dante stacked more logs and got the flames crackling high, the orange glow lighting up his face and those broad shoulders.

Else, how would I explain where I was? I tried not to think about it, a small smile playing across my lips as I read the same page I had tried to yesterday at the office, reminding me of the time-out on the couch and bed. I had acted like quite the randy little slut yesterday. Dropping the book into my lap, I thought about Asher and his guest and the little display I had put on for them. Thoughts of exposing myself to them and then masturbating made my smile widen, and I felt a tiny but unmistakable twinge in my pussy. Mentally talking to my sex drive, I reminded myself that I couldn't give in to wild passions because of my marital status but must be ready for Asher whenever he wants me, the

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

“Here. Now. Fucking me in this chair while the city counts down outside.” His laugh was dark, velvet. “Then keep reading.” I opened the book again—trembling fingers turning pages. I read aloud, voice shaky. “‘He pushed her thighs wider, licked a slow stripe up her center, tasting her arousal…’” Rhys groaned. Low. Primal. I kept reading. Kept touching. The words blurred with sensation—my fingers faster now, slick, desperate. When I reached the part where the stranger entered her, I gasped.