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Muscles flickered in his defined pecs and stomach as she began to move. The sun began to set, casting his face in a warm glow. She didn’t have the patience to ride him slow and look alluring and sexy. She wanted her orgasm. It was right on the cusp; she could taste it. She tipped forward and planted her hands on either side of his head. He didn’t try to brush her hair away from his face as she rocked, trying to find her rhythm. He let her take the reins, a rare occurrence since he was a controlling bastard. Jasmine had ridden her fair share of men, but Roth was so broad that she wasn’t able to brace herself on her knees or build up the force she needed. He watched her with an intense force, those black eyes eating her up, enjoying her attempting to fuck the hell out of him and coming up short. She experimented for several minutes and cursed when she couldn’t find the right angle.
“Help me,” she snapped.
A hand pushed on her lower back, forcing her to flatten and spread wide as she straddled his hips.
“Brace,” he said a moment before he surged up, slamming himself deep.
She bucked forward, but his hands hooked over her shoulders and held her in place as he fucked her hard. She buried her face in the pillow and screamed.
“Right there,” she gasped. “Just like that.Yes.”
The carnal sound of their skin slapping together as he fucked her raw made her bite his neck. He was brutal as he hurtled her toward climax. When she felt her orgasm coming, her body locked down.
“Jamie!”
As he planted himself deep, she broke. He fucked her through her orgasm, grinding and then slamming as she chanted his name over and over. She heard him curse a second before he rolled her onto her back. She thought he was going to fuck her to kingdom come. Instead, he pulled out and planted his knees on either side of her and stroked his cock over her face.
“Open,” he clipped.
Before she could comply, his hand clamped on her cheeks, forcing immediate compliance. His eyes were blind with need, every muscle in his body taut as he raced toward orgasm. She ignored the bruising grip and strained upward, feathering her tongue over him. His eyes burned as she teased, and when she took the tip in her mouth, his head jerked back in rapture. She was going to bring it home, but he had other plans. He jumped off her and stood beside the bed. She was a bit bewildered until he tipped her face toward him and began to fuck her mouth. She didn’t fight it, and when he orgasmed, the bellow he let out made her ears ring.
“Holy fuck,” he groaned as his top half collapsed on top of her.
She sucked him until he was completely spent. His fingers combed through her hair for precious seconds before he straightened and walked into the connecting bathroom. A second later, she heard the sound of running water. She wiped her face on the sheet before she flopped on her back. No, they definitely didn’t linger in the aftermath like lovers.
Twenty minutes ago, she was sick to her stomach. Now, she was high as a kite and pulsing with life. She closed her eyes and listened to her racing heart. She should be disgusted with herself for letting him use her body, for taking the coward’s way out and indulging in that mindless ecstasy he could induce. Toxic chemistry. She gave up everything for it not once, but twice. Even knowing he was holding on to secrets he would kill for wasn’t enough to eradicate her response to him. It always came back to this. It’s what caused her to indulge one last time in Colorado. Her body didn’t care what he did; it only cared that he could satisfy her dark cravings.
When a hand clamped on her wrist, she cracked one eye open and found Roth’s craggy face hovering over hers.
“What?”
He tugged. “I made a bath.”
“A what?”
He didn’t repeat himself. His arms slipped beneath her and carried her into the opulent bathroom. In front of a wall of glass that overlooked the city was an oversized oval tub. He set her on her feet beside it. She stared at the steaming water and then at him. He nudged her, indicating she should get in. She put one leg in and instantly tried to hop out. He grabbed her arm to stop her.
“It’s too hot!”
“You’ll adjust.”
“I’m going to get second-degree burns!”
He ignored her and flipped her other leg into the tub with a splash that made her glower. She stood there with the water lapping around her thighs. Because she couldn’t hold his gaze, she leaned down to swish her hand through the water and sniffed her fingers.
“You put in oils?”
He didn’t answer the obvious, but startled her by stepping in. Automatically, she stepped back and landed on the lip of the tub as Roth, showing no reaction to the hot water, settled on one end, fitting neatly into the curve that seemed to have been custom-made for him. She assumed he’d drawn the bath for her, but it made more sense that he’d drawn it for himself and included her as an afterthought. There was no way she was about to sit across from him in such close confines.
“I’ll take a shower,” she said coolly as she rose and prepared to step out.
He gripped her wrist and yanked. She yelped as she fell, splashing water everywhere.
“I don’twant—”
“Quiet,” he said as he turned and positioned her between his tree trunk thighs.
With both of them submerged, the water came dangerously high, but didn’t go over the edge. She sat, back ramrod straight as the water settled around them. The smell of citrus wreathed her senses as her oversensitive skin prickled. Her attention was drawn to the sky awash with color as the sun began its descent.
