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My thumb continues to work slow circles exactly where she needs it. Blaire isn’t quiet as she rides my hand. Her nails dig into my forearms, creating half-moon shapes. She shatters, screaming my name, shaking against me as she comes.

“That’s one,” I say into her hair.

“One?”

“Oh, sweetheart. We’re just getting started. Let your wild side out. Be greedy, Blaire. Take whatever you want when we’re together. Okay?”

“You sure about that?”

“Fuck yes.”

She tugs my shirt over my head and tosses it on the stone floor, kissing up and down my abs. She shoves me back onto the velvet couch, and then she stands over me with the black silk robe hanging off her shoulders. Her lips are swollen, and her hair is wild.

“Gorgeous,” I say, reaching for her. “You’re a fantasy, Blaire.”

The silk falls onto the floor.

I memorize every curve and shadow of her body. And she lets me. A few steps later, she moves closer, dropping to her knees as she undoes my belt.

“Fuck,” I breathe. “Look at you.”

She holds me in place as she takes what she wants.

The first touch of her mouth pulls a sound out of me I don’t recognize. It’s deep and guttural.

My fingers thread through her hair, and she hums around me. I’m sure she’s pleased with herself, as the vibration nearly undoes me. Blaire takes her time worshipping me, reading me like she did my fortune. Every time my breathing changes, she does more of whatever caused it.

“Blaire.” Her name comes out wrecked. I’m supposed to be the one in charge here.

She pulls back to speak. “So hard for me.”

Then she takes me deep, and I let her give me her best. My head drops back against the couch, and the sounds coming out of me are unrecognizable. I want her to hear what she does to me.

“Touch yourself for me,” I say, and she reaches between her legs.

“It’s so sensitive,” she says through a moan, like she’s losing control.

My hand fists in her hair, but I’m just holding on, not steering her.

“I know, sweetheart. Just keep going with me. We’ll come at the same time.”

The encouragement is all she needs. She doubles down, greedy, playing with her clit while taking me into her mouth. Her body starts to tremble, and I stop holding back. We break at the same time, my groan and her cry tangling in the stone room, exactly like I promised.

15

BLAIRE

There are worse ways to die than naked, in a secret room with a beautiful man, but I’d still rather not.

“Nobody knows this room exists,” I remind him, pacing the dark. “If we screamed, they’d never hear us. Shit.”

“Honestly happy you brought me to your dungeon. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

I crack a smile that he can’t see. “They’ll notice something is up when I don’t show up at the shop at ten. Then they’ll call Autumn and Jules. Then my parents. The sheriff. What if they start a search party?”

He places his hand on my shoulder and chuckles. “Let’s calm down and not get too ahead of ourselves.”

I shiver because it’s cold down here. “This isn’t funny.”