's
th burned ag
think we ne
ing over my skin. My thighs squeezed together hard. A throb
vows, my promises-but th
st my balance. My heels scraped across the marble floor. The VIP door banged shut behind us, cutting off the
inst the cool wall. My hand
h it was what I needed. Heat spread under my skin, rushing right t
beg and a secret all mixed up together. I couldn't s
change. Then he laughed in the da
te
me on the bed. Black silk sheets felt cool on my bare skin. I tried t
ta
word and my ni
my chest. I should fight him at this point. Kick. Yell Leon's name until my voice
hem. It stretched my arms, and made my breasts lift up, and every breath came s
r. "I'm going to make you want me so bad
on their own, looking for something
oor o
before walked in. H
a
s skin, with tattoos the club lights hid be
r mouth. He didn't look at her. His eye
at me,
mate, possessive. Like he'd always know
't stop
demanding. He traced it across her cheek-once, twice. Then
ght about
p wanting
-
ked shut behi
nk to just us. My wrists burned against the silk tie
from the bed, his hardness
️-the most loving, devoted little symbol in the world. And
e nightstand. He glanced at my phone. Saw the name. A slow s
hone finally stopped. Then he stood, st
d my face up. His thumb pressed
ce low and rough, "w
t my ear. "Now, you're exa
torm-fast, brutal, and gone. This man? He was a
p. "I want to feel you." I paus
ed. Something
more l
bed. Two fingers slid in without warning-I moaned as he curled them, finding that perfect spot
setting. I screamed. The buzz shot through me
rd and fast. My
e climbed over me and pushed my thighs apart with
ed. "P
my center.
Take me.
s, inch by inch. So full. He
gainst the wall. I screamed. He grabbed the chain betw
ing to come,"
rove into me through it, harder and fas
k at
h one final thrust, he came, f
I lay there, his warmth leaking onto t
-
p, he was al
e," he said. "
ion in the mirror was a stranger: mascara smudged, bite marks blooming on
iver-a college kid-did a double-take whe
ight?" h
d out the window, very tired.
nd tiptoed through the lobby. The
d. I planted my face into the pillow, still tasting th
sekeeper, found m
voice sharp with alarm. "Ava, wak
dn't
circling my wrists, and the faint bruise b
f HK Group at noon-your husband's best friend, th
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