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His body took on a whole different demeanor.
The cold, calloused bastard was gone, and the warm, passionate man was back.
“You’re all mine, ya feel me?”
“No…” I panted. “But you definitely feel me.”
He did a come-hither motion with his fingers on my G-spot, and I couldn’t hold back. I came down his hand.
“You just can’t help yourself, can you?”
“No…”
He purposely worked me over, knowing exactly what to do that drove me wild.
“I love gettin’ what I want.” He feasted on me. “Now I’m gonna fuck that little attitude right out of you.”
I smiled, rocking against his hand.
“But where’s my tough girl?” he baited again, never letting up on his assault on my pussy. “My feisty Duchess? Where’s my Sloan?”
It was obvious Luke was living in the moment, like he needed to prove he owned my body, mind, and soul. He wanted me to feel worshipped, my body aching for him in every way possible.
My heart rapidly beat in my chest, making it difficult to catch my breath.
It became erratic.
Urgent.
Heady.
Falling over the edge.
“Oh…” I screamed out, and he immediately covered my mouth with his hand.
Pressing down, he warned in a husky tone, “You tryin’ to get me killed, darlin’?”
I moaned through his hand, loving his dominance over me. I writhed around, feeling loved and adored.
“Give me one more,” he ordered, and I didn’t have to be asked twice.
With perfect precision, he manipulated my G-spot in ways that had me seeing stars.
I didn’t realize he had released his hold on my thighs and was on top of me within seconds. His large, muscular frame made me feel so tiny, so safe. I couldn’t wait to stare into his eyes to feel like he was mine once again. Savoring the feel of his secure arms and his hard cock against me.
Breathing in his scent.
I felt his breath along my lips. “I’m gonna fill that pussy with my cum.”
“You really…” I panted, winded. “Have this dirty talk thing down…”
“You wanna feel it?” he baited in the most addicting voice. “You wanna feel me come in your pretty little pussy?”
Before I could answer, he roughly flipped me over. Now I was on my knees, ass up. The handcuffs clanked against the metal of the headboard, strangling my wrists, but I didn’t care one bit.
I looked back, teasing, “I thought you’d never ask.”
In one hard thrust, he was deep inside me, growling, “I’m not askin’.”
