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He fucks me harder, faster. “Your body is mine.”
I toss my head back and moan. “Yes. It’s yours.”
I hold my breath, hoping that he’ll ask for my heart. But he doesn’t. Instead, he pauses, grasps the lace of my panties in his fists and tears the flimsy thing from my body, making me jump in surprise.
Then he slams into me with one final, conclusive thrust. “Come for me, Inez,” he growls into the air.
It’s like flipping a switch. Right on demand, I’m unraveling, falling apart on his cock.
Nolan snarls like an angry wildcat as he empties inside me, his hips still moving in a punishing rhythm. I grip onto his forearms, convulsing at the unbearable aftershocks.
My bra is sweat-drenched and plastered to my skin. The chilly air kisses my bare ass.
Nolan is breathing hard and ragged when he drops down beside me. His hands are big but gentle as they tug me into his arms. He kisses me tenderly this time. Slowly and deeply, like I’m something worth savoring.
For the first time ever, my brain really hones in on those doodles he’s always drawing on my skin—over the left side of my chest tonight.
Letters. He’s tracing letters. He’s writing invisible words.
I pay closer attention as his fingers slowly dance.
M…I…N…E…M…I…N…E…M…I…N…E…
Mine. Mine. Mine.
Oh my…Oh my god.
Suddenly, I can’t breathe.
I lift my head off his chest, meeting his gaze. My eyes feel like they’re bulging out of my skull.
At first, he looks confused over why I’m looking at him that way. And then it’s seems to click.
He’s been caught. He knows I know what he just wrote on my skin, right over my heart.
I watch the emotions cycle over his handsome features. Guilt, fear, and finally, acceptance. But neither of us says a word. We just stare at each other for a long moment.
If he asked for my heart, I’d give it to him in an instant. I’d upheave my whole life, throw all my plans in the garbage, risk everything for a chance at something real with him. All he has to do is ask.
He doesn’t, though.
My mind is racing and my body is literally shaking when I slowly lower my head to his chest again. I try to lighten the mood because the emotions in here are so heavy. Suffocating.
“So, you’re the kind of guy who puts out on the first date, huh, Brighton?”
He squeezes a handful of my ass. “Only for a girl like you.” His voice is hoarse and low when he speaks again. “You can get me to do whatever you want me to. Don’t you know that?”
“Thank you for the perfect night, Nolan.” I breathe into his neck.
He brushes his lips over my forehead and makes me a sweet promise. “We’ll have many, many more perfect nights ahead of us, if I have anything to say about it.”
I don’t respond. I just hold him tighter. Because I’m hiding a secret from him and it feels awful.
Will Nolan change his tune once I tell him about those career opportunities in my inbox?
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