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His shout sent me falling apart.My body spasmed as he tightened his hold on me.

“GOOD.GIRL!”he groaned loudly as he pumped one more time, and thick, warm ropes of cum released deep inside me as I wailed while the pleasure consumed me.

He released my neck and breast, and his arms moved to circle my waist and hold me to him, his length still buried in me.His damp skin pressed against mine, and I panted as a smile stole over my face.This was what I had been missing.

“I thought you didn’t want to be owned.”His voice was hoarse.

“I should have clarified.When we fuck, I want you to own me.”

His hands tightened.“So, you want me depraved?”

I nodded.“Yes.”

“Damn, Fawn,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to my neck.

“What?”

“I crave that.Fucking you hard, controlling your pleasure, adding pain to it,” he said.“But there are times I’m going to want to worship you.Take my time kissing you, licking your pussy, playing with it.Sucking on those naughty nipples.”

I shivered.“Oh, you can do that too,” I assured him.“Just so you fuck me like a bad girl sometimes too.”

He ran his knuckles down my arm.“You keep talking like that, and we’re going to have a round two.”

His dick jerked inside me.He lifted my arms and reached back to wrap them around his neck.My breasts thrust out.

“Do we have time?”I asked, already wanting more.

He pressed further into me, and I felt as he thickened and lengthened inside me.

“For me to fuck this needy little cunt?”he grunted.“Absolutely.”

Thirty-One

Fawn

The party was in full swing when we arrived.Garrett kept looking down at me at times, completely ignoring those around us trying to get his attention or speak to him.I felt my cheeks warm at the appreciative gleam every time I caught him staring.

“Why do you keep looking at me?”I whispered.

His nostrils flared.“Because I’ve never seen a woman more beautiful in my life.Red is your color.”

My body flushed, and I lowered my lashes, loving the way he spoke to me.The red dress was mostly satin at the top.It was strapless, and the skirt stopped mid-thigh, but the long chiffon train brushed the floor behind me, even with the stilettos on my feet.

“Garrett!What an excellent day for Hughes Farm.But then when is it not?”a large, round man said loudly as he approached us.

Garrett met his gaze and nodded.“Thank you, Rich,” he replied.“Mandate did excellent as well.”Then, he looked down at me.“Fawn, this is Rich Molony.He owns a ranch outside of Nashville.Rich, this is Fawn Parker, my girlfriend.”

He hadn’t introduced me as anything but Fawn before.I glanced up at him, and his eyes swung back to me.The affection there made my stomach flutter.

Rich chuckled jovially.He reminded me of Santa Claus without the red suit.“Always the luckiest man in the room.I can understand why Loxley Hunts has been speaking poorly of her now.”

The moment the words left the man’s mouth, he tensed, as if realizing what he’d just said.Garrett’s hand tightened on my hip, almost as a reflex.I tried to think of something to say to lighten the mood, but I was at a loss.I hadn’t known Loxley was here, but then I had no idea what she looked like.It wasn’t as if Garrett was planning on pointing her out to me.

“If you’ll excuse us,” Garrett said tightly and was moving me through the crowd toward Levi, who stood near the door in a serious stance with his hands behind his back.

I started to ask Garrett what we were doing, but I couldn’t think of the right way to ask it.He seemed to be on a mission.

“Boss,” Levi said, his brows drawn into a frown.

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