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“You jacked off on me while I was asleep, didn’t you?”
“Twice,” he said in a guttural voice that made her breasts tingle.
“Do you know how long it took to wash the cum out of my hair?”
He planted his work boots on either side of her while she worked him. Her hands stroked over his muscled thighs, which no longer felt like frozen tree trunks. She licked around his groin, nipping here and there while his hand flexed in her hair.
She glanced up the mighty length of him to see his chest moving double time beneath his shirt. Her hand drifted down her body and between her spread legs. “You’re right, Roth. I can still feel you.”
He yanked her off her knees and plopped her on the counter. He slid inside her with a groan filled with pain and relief. Her arms came around him as he shuddered.
“Why do you feel so good?” she whispered against his neck and raked her nails down his back, wanting to unleash his beast. “I hate that you give me what I crave.”
He began to move. Deep, powerful strokes that made her inner walls flutter around him. She tucked her face against him and breathed in his musk, which smelled like her body wash and a hint of evergreen.
“I have wet dreams about you,” she confessed, and his rhythm faltered. “You’re my favorite nightmare.”
She rocked against him to get him moving again and smiled when he let out a guttural groan. She clasped the back of his neck and tugged on his earlobe with her teeth before she gave it a little nip.
“I hate that you’re from my father’s world, that you care about the stock market, hedge funds, and investors. I wish you were normal, a cowboy who clocked out and came home to fuck my brains out.”
He gripped her hair and yanked her face away from his neck so he could pierce her with a forbidding gaze that held the promise of violence.
“Cowboy?”
She gave him a cocky smile. “I want a good rider.”
He tightened his hold, making her eyes water. “Don’t talk to me about other men.”
“You know there have been others. You read the books,” she said hoarsely and ignored his stinging grip. “How else was I supposed to cope? You showed me who I really am and then you left me.”
“Youleftme,” he hissed.
“I did what was best for both of us.”
“You don’t know what’s best for me.”
A tear slid down her cheek as his brutal grip made her scalp prickle. He looked homicidal, but she didn’t care.
“You unlocked something dark in me I didn’t know I had,” she purred as she stroked his sides. “I tell them what I want, but they don’t give it to me raw the way I need it. You give it to me without asking. It isn’t fair.”
She caused herself considerable pain to get close enough to press her lips against his.
“Why couldn’t you just love me?” she whispered.
He yanked her backwards until she lay flat on the counter. He drew her legs together and clasped them to his chest as he began to power into her with hard thrusts that made her body arch in an effort to ease the pain. He battered into her with such force that she screamed.
“Come, Roth!” she pleaded.
“I’ll come when I’m damn good and ready,” he growled. “Your job is to take what I give you.”
Her hands scrabbled over the counter as he sped up his thrusts. The sharp sound of his balls slapping against her ass accompanied her moaning and his harsh breathing as he planted himself deep.
Her head tossed from side to side. “Roth, I don’t—I can’t—”
“You have to. No one’s here to save you.”
Her body bowed as she rode the crest of pain and pleasure and then exploded off the end of it. He rode her through her orgasm and didn’t let up on his pace as he chased his own climax. She writhed on the counter. Her body was an aching, throbbing mess, and she wasn’t sure how much more she could take. With the last of her strength, she sat up, cupped both sides of his face, and kissed him. She kissed him the way she used to, before he shattered her world and made her feel like nothing.
