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“Breathe, baby,” he reminded me.

I exhaled hard, sucking in another breath through my nose. I’m going to pass out. I can’t take this.

“Are you going to cum all over my fingers, Bunny?” Kael whispered against my ear. His warm breath tickled the hair that had escaped around my temples, and I got another shiver of pleasure from the sensation.

I nodded. “Yes,” I whispered.

“Good, because I won’t deny you orgasms,” he murmured, kissing just under my ear. “But you’ll give them to me over and over again, little rabbit. You’ll come and come until you beg me to stop, and I’m not going to.”

I moaned softly against his hand.

“So come for me, Bunny. Let go and show me how obedient you are.”

His words acted like a hairpin trigger. I detonated, clenching my teeth together to keep from crying out as an intense tremor of pleasure shook through me. My pussy pulsed and clenched, releasing wave after wave of such euphoric bliss, I thought I saw stars behind my closed eyes. Kael worked my orgasm smoothly, drawing it out and pressing hard against my clit to massage the orgasm as it wound down. It seemed to go on and on, each pulse of pleasure more satisfying than the last. And then I turned to goo, melting in his arms.

Kael released my mouth, kissing my neck and my jaw and wrapping me in his arms in a way that caused my heart to follow my body into a liquid state. The lights in the study turned off suddenly, and then the door closed with a soft snap.

Kael exhaled, letting his head fall back against the wall behind us. “Jesus, Mattie.”

Breathing hard, I sucked in oxygen like I’d been held underwater. Kael held me up, turning me in his arms so my forehead rested against his chest. I did my best to pull my tights up and my skirt back down, and Kael toed my ruined underwear up to his hand before shoving it in his pocket. I gave him a questioning glance, which he simply returned with a heated look that made my insides burn like I’d swallowed a mouthful of bourbon.

The closet had become unbearably hot and muggy, fogged over with our labored breathing. I reached for the door, but he stopped me, trapping my arms against him. “Give it a minute.”

Nodding, I went boneless in his embrace. “Your bite was literal.”

“Just wait until I get my teeth on your clit,” he whispered against my temple.

I shivered, smiling against his button-down. “Always threatening me with a good time, Kael.”

After a few minutes, my eyes closed and I rested my cheek against Kael’s chest, listening to the steady drum of his heartbeat. His chest rose and fell in a soothing rhythm, and if I wasn’t standing up and crammed in a wardrobe, I might have been tempted to fall asleep. But then he moved me, gently easing me away from his firm body so he could maneuver us out of the closet. We stepped back into the stiflingly quiet study, swathed in shadows and glowing faintly from the city lights beyond the glass walls.

I surveyed the glass panels with my hands on my hips. “Gosh. Look how… tidy those look.”

Kael came to stand behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and nuzzling under my ear with his nose. “You realize I’ve still never even kissed you?”

I turned in his arms, laying my hands on his chest. “You didn’t buy me dinner first, either. You’re such a slut, Kael.”

He laughed softly, and I admired how the darkness suited his features. How it cut across his sharp cheekbones and down his straight nose. Even the shade of stubble around his jaw matched the dusky silence around us. He lowered his head and teased his lips across mine. “I realize I’m not a fifty-thousand-dollar prostitute,” he teased, “but I’m absolutely dying to fill your mouth, anyway.”

I pulled in a short, surprised breath. Then I smiled, slow and sultry, and he caught it with his lips. I expected Kael to claim me, to demand and plunder, but he did just the opposite. He offered—one kiss, two, and then a soft slide of his lips over mine before changing the angle and coaxing my mouth open with deliberate slowness. I flicked out my tongue to graze his teeth, and he met it with his own, exploring my mouth like he was unlocking hidden drawers and taking his time exposing my secrets.

In the past, whether I had kissed a woman or man, whether I’d made out with someone soft and yielding or hard and demanding, I’d almost always let my mind wander to dirty territory. But kissing Kael didn’t lead me down that road. It stopped me dead in my tracks. He stopped me dead in my tracks. Each searching kiss and gentle nip wound down my logic, my reason, my breathing, my heart. He captured me, body and soul, with his kiss, and I was helpless to run from it.

When he finally pulled away, his hands bracketed my face, wrapping around to the back of my head where he sifted his fingers through my mussed hair. He smiled faintly. “We have things out of order. I should have done that first.”

“If you’d done that first,” I whispered, “I would have fucked you in front of Marta, consequences be damned.”

His teeth flashed in the darkness before he bent down to kiss my forehead. “We should get back upstairs before we get any extra visitors.”

“Yeah,” I whispered, dazed.

Kael took my hand, and with one last look around the study, he led us out before locking the door again and closing it. Then he walked casually across the bottom floor, his fingers wrapped around mine and features calm. Like we hadn’t just snooped through an office, and he hadn’t finger fucked me with a housekeeper ten feet away.

I ducked to the side to get a better look at his face. “Does anything phase you? Or are you just not afraid of anything anymore?”

His lips pressed into a ghost of a smile. “Do I seem fearless?”

“Completely,” I said frankly.

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