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“Graham,” Isabella gasps.

I push her back on to the bed and kiss her on her lips once more before making my way down to her stomach. I place a soft kiss there, lifting her shirt up to her neck. Isabella’s all too willing to take it off.

The smell of her arousal is damn near overpowering as I tug her skirt and underwear down.

“Already soaking wet for me,” I murmur with pleasure at the sight of her pussy, so ready and so fucking perfect.

“Graham, please,” she begs.

“You know I only ever hear those words from you whenever I’ve got you writhing under me, Sunshine.”

Isabella’s head rears up, her icy blue eyes landing on me with a ferocity that makes my heart skip a beat.

“The next words you’ll be hearing is ‘fuck you’ if you don’t get me off in the next ten minutes,” she growls.

My mouth curls up in a wide grin. “Is that a challenge? Because we both know I can get you off in five.”

Any more words she might have to say die on her lips as I push her legs further apart, delving in, my focus on her already swollen clit. I lick it tentatively for a few seconds before starting to suck until Isabella’s cries of pleasure fill the room.

I’m glad my mother’s not home. Although all the rooms in this house are meant to be soundproof, I have a feeling my girl’s scream might just test that theory.

Beneath me, Isabella writhes and bucks, begging me to stop one minute and then keep going the next. My cock pulses so hard it aches, but I ignore it in favor of Isabella’s pleasure. She’s dripping all over my face, the taste of her so addictive that I can’t get enough.

She moans loud enough to wake the dead when I bury my tongue inside of her. Her back arches off the body and she finally comes, her entire body shuddering.

I hold on to her thighs, waiting for the trembling to stop as I give her clit one last slow, leisurely lick. I kiss it once more before lifting my head. My gaze lands on Isabella, who stares at me, cheeks flushed and chest heaving from the aftermath of her orgasm. A light sheen of sweat mists her skin and her face is so open and full of trust in this moment, it makes my heart clench.

“That was exactly five minutes, Sunshine,” I tell her cockily.

She rolls her eyes. “Lie down, baby,” she commands, a taunting note to her voice.

I don’t even hesitate, shifting on to my back as she reaches for my cock, a greedy glint in her eyes.

“What do I get if I suck you off and you come in under five minutes?”

“If you manage it, I’ll fuck you nice and slow until you’re begging for release.” I’m breathing heavily, anticipation swirling through my veins.

“And if I don’t?” she asks silkily.

“If you don’t, I’ll bend you over my lap and spank you for a few minutes as punishment before taking you hard and fast from behind,” I promise.

Her eyes gleam at that. It’s one of the things I like the most about her. She’s down for anything and everything, as long as she’s doing it with me. I’m not sure what I did to earn her implicit trust, but I’m so grateful that I have.

“You drive a hard bargain, Mr. Steele,” she murmurs, her hand sliding up and down my cock, which is already leaking at the tip.

When her lips close over my cock, I forget all about the deal. I forget nearly everything, even my own name. The only thought running through my mind is that she’s fucking perfect.

And that she’s mine.

CHAPTER 22

Isabella

Graham and I are eating ice cream in his kitchen when we hear the elevator open. A few seconds later, his mother strolls inside hand in hand with Nathaniel Steele. The little boy’s green eyes widen when they land on me. He looks at me for an unnerving amount of time before turning to Graham.

“Uncle Gray, when did you get a girlfriend?” he asks bluntly.

Graham snorts out a laugh. I also can’t fight a smile. It’s cute that he immediately landed on that conclusion without asking any questions. Then again, it’s pretty obvious we’re dating. It’s 4 p.m. on a Saturday and I’m in his kitchen wearing Graham’s T-shirt and leggings.

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