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Still, if he thinks that I’m going to let him get away with not feeling pleasure, he can think again. “Rub yourself against me, I know you want to.”

He groans when I shift my hips, moving so his cock is no longer pressing against my thigh, but it’s now flattened against my wet center.

“Fuck, Bella.”

“Get yourself off. I can feel how hard it is.”

I move my hips and he groans. His hips also move and all of a sudden, we’re rubbing up against one another through our clothes.

His eyes close as he shifts, his hands planted against my head on the mattress as he pushes back and forth against my pussy, brushing my clit with his tip as I throw my head back. I’m coming again… this time it feels different. This time — against his hard dick — it feels so much better.

I watch as he unfolds, his eyes boring into mine while his face changes and I feel the wetness explode as he comes in his boxers. His eyes flutter shut as he stills and I revel in the fact I made him come. Holy heck.

The second we stop, panting from exertion, he pushes off the bed and rolls to sit with his back to me. I see him adjusting his cock as he mutters a string of curses under his breath.

“Priest that was…”

“Wrong,” he finishes. “It was wrong, I’m sorry.”

I sit up, pulling my breasts back under my tank. “Sorry? For what? For making me feel good? For making yourself feel good?”

He turns, his eyes tortured. “You didn’t come here for this… I didn’t bring you here to take advantage of you.”

Oh, my God, he’s serious! As if I’d ever think something like that.

“Priest, I’m the one who came in here last night. You had no intention of making the first move.”

His eyes shift. “Don’t be so sure about that.”

My heart races in my chest as his admission. “What I meant was, I didn’t come in here for this either. I got so scared. I’ve never liked the dark, and when I woke up in another strange place, I panicked.”

“And then we spooned and cuddled and you woke up and I took what I wanted.”

I frown. “You didn’t take anything I didn’t want you to take. In fact, I want you to take more.”

He shakes his head. “I’m sorry, Bella. It can’t be me. I don’t deserve you. You need to hold out for the man you’re goin’ to marry. Just like you told me.”

I laugh without humor. “Like Leo? The man who struck me because I wouldn't give him what he wanted? I’d rather die all over again than give him my body. Not even if he was the last man on earth would I do that.”

He looks distraught when I fire those words at him. His face softens. “I didn't mean to bring all of that up.”

“I know,” I whisper. “But you also have to understand that I’m a woman who’s never had any freedom before. For the first time in my life, I’m actually free, Priest. Being with you these last few days, it’s been like a dream. I’m sorry if I’m coming on too strong, but I can’t help that we have a connection. Do you feel it too?”

He turns away, and I know I have my answer.

“You do, don’t you?”

He runs both hands over his face. “You just made me come in my pants like a fuckin’ teenager, what do you think?”

I giggle.

He turns to look at me, a playful look on his face. “This isn’t funny.”

I wave my hands in the air. “Hey, you’re the one who said it. If you need a hand cleaning up?”

“Cute.” He pushes off the bed and wanders toward the bathroom as I check out his tight ass in those boxers.

I made Priest come. I made him break his vow of celibacy. That makes me feel like I have real power. That I mean something to him.

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