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I nodded, the rush of desire tingling throughout my body.He lay back, and I turned over, climbing on top, like he wanted.I stayed on my knees for a moment just so I could look down at him.The sexy, masculine definition of his jawline, his full lips, and his hooded eyes.All of it made me ache for him.

When I eased down, taking his erection in my hand and angling it so I could sink it inside of me, a low hiss escaped him, and his abs flexed.He was beautiful, and right now, in this room, he was mine.I could at least allow myself that.

His size stretched me, and I let out a soft moan as the pleasure from him filling me began to consume my thoughts.

“Fuck, Oakley.When I think you can’t look any more beautiful, I find out how wrong I am.”His words were sweet, but the way he’d said them sounded as if it was painful.Like he wished it weren’t true.

I shoved my insecurities aside and placed my hands on his chest, feeling him tense at my touch.Lifting my body, I began to slowly move up and down, taking my time with the speed in which I did it.I wanted to savor the power I felt, being able to please myself with his body.

His hands slid up my thighs and reached around to grab my butt.“That’s it, baby.Ride me.Let me see your gorgeous face as you get off on my cock.”

I wouldn’t last long if he started talking like that.

His hand came down on my right butt cheek hard, and the loud smack startled and excited me at the same time.My mouth fell open in a gasp, and he grinned up at me wickedly.

“That’s for making me want you so damn bad,” he said.

His left hand landed on my other butt cheek, and my clit throbbed.“That’s for being a naughty angel who makes me crazy.”

My nails dug into his abs, and I moaned, my pace quickening.

“You like being spanked?”he asked, his breathing giving away just how close he was to his climax.

“Yes,” I replied, riding him harder now.“By you,” I added.

His hands grabbed my waist then, and he began controlling me.Moving me up and down on his cock, fast and hard.His breathing loud and ragged.

“Fuck, Oakley.I can’t get inside you deep enough.I want to stay buried in this tight little cunt.”

That was it for me.My orgasm crested, and I cried out his name as the bliss curled through me.

“So fucking beautiful,” he shouted, then rocked his hips up into me and stilled as his body shook.

The warmth of his release filled me, and my pussy squeezed around him, wanting to take it all.

“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, then reached up and pulled me down onto his chest, wrapping his arms around me.

We lay there like that while our breathing slowed.

Had I ever wanted anything this much in my life?

I tucked my head into the crook of his neck and inhaled his scent.

I would beg him to love me if I thought it would help.But I knew you couldn’t force someone to love you.I’d tried that many times in my youth.First with my dad, then my stepmom, and finally him.

No one had ever wanted to keep me.

Thirty-Five

Wilder

Three days in this house, and no word from Blaise about what was happening next.I wasn’t complaining exactly.It was hard for a man to be upset about having Oakley locked up in a house with him.Especially with her coming to my bed every night.Stripping her naked and burying my dick inside her over and over.

I’d given up on trying to draw a damn line.That had been a joke.I couldn’t look at her and not think about taking her into a room and spreading those legs that led to heaven.

All my good intentions had been shot to hell.I wasn’t going to end the sex.Truth was, when Blaise did say it was safe for her to return home, I wasn’t going to tell her.Not until I didn’t crave her like an insane man.

I stayed out of the dining room, where Oakley was helping Sarah with her schoolwork.I’d handled her absence with the principal, and the teacher had sent home all the assignments that Sarah had missed.The Hughes name held power everywhere.I used it when necessary.

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