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“I’ll do it anyway.”

“That doesn’t sound very gentlemanly,” I gasp as he moves his hand to my breast and squeezes it tightly in his hand.

“There’s not much about me that is, but I promise you, Lennox, you’re going to enjoy it,” he responds as his thumb brushes against my erect nipple.

“Shut up and kiss me, Ghost,” I practically beg. I’m rewarded with a smile that blurs as his face curves towards me, getting closer. I can feel his hot breath against my skin a second before his lips touch mine and I stop thinking or worrying. Surrendering to his kiss, I decide that whatever the night holds, I’m going to just let the chips fall.

I can’t resist him.

Chapter 11

Ghost

I’m not sure how we ended up naked in bed. I’m too lost in Lennox. Her arms are around me, her legs welcoming me as her the heels of fee press against my ass.

“Ghost,” she whispers.

The sound of my name on her lips is my undoing. This started as a game of pleasure and a way to get information. Now, it’s just the two of us. I’ll find out her secret eventually, but I’m not using sex to get it. If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t care. With Lennox, sex means more. It goes deeper—just like everything with this woman.

I pull back and look down at her. God, she’s so beautiful that she takes my breath. I use my fingers to push her hair from her face. I caress the side of her face, memorizing the way she looks right now. I bring my hand down between her legs, pressing into her. Immediately, her heat and wetness surround my digits. “Christ, you’re soaked for me, Lennox.”

“I need you inside me,” she begs.

I use my fingers to fuck her gently, loving the way pleasure moves over her face. Her eyes flutter closed as her hunger builds. I stretch my fingers apart, bringing my thumb up to caress the slippery hood of her clit and then grind against it. My woman’s lips fall open. She gives an audible breath, that seems to wrap around my cock. She licks her lips, making them wet and even more tempting.

“Do you like that, Babe? You like my fingers thrusting in and out of you?”

“Yes, honey, but it’s not enough.”

“It’s not? Tell me what you want?”

“You,” she whimpers her hips thrusting up, trying to get what she needs by force. “Please, Ghost. I need you.”

I wrap my hand around the base of my cock and press the tip against her clit and then rake it through her sweet cream that has coated her cunt so temptingly. Her fingernails bite into my shoulders and I grin at the sting of pain.

“I got you, Babe. I got you,” I assure her softly. I pull back just enough to rake my fingers against the lips of her pussy, gathering it.

“You’re torturing me,” she argues. I smirk, because I’m torturing both of us, but it’s too damn good. I bring my fingers up to her full, luscious, red lips. I paint them with her cream. Her eyes open at once, they’re dark and filled with so much hunger it makes my balls tighten with the need to cover her body in cum and claim it as my own.

“You belong to me, Lennox. I’m fucking keeping you,” I growl, before I slam my lips down on hers and kiss her, taking the taste of her sweet pussy into my mouth. I didn’t mean to say that, but I can’t regret it.

Her body shudders beneath me as I continue kissing her, biting at her lips and sucking them clean. She’s the sweetest candy I’ve ever tasted. I wrap my hand around my cock, position myself at her entrance and pause for a minute to look down at her.

“Ghost …”

“Look at me, Lennox. I want to see your face as I push inside you. I want to watch you as I fuck you. You may not give me your secrets, but your body is going to give me everything.”

“You’re trying to make me love you,” she puffs out, her face flushed with excitement and hunger.

“The same could be said about you,” I counter, knowing she’s right. I absolutely want her love. I want her tied to me. I survived losing Toi and Millie’s bullshit. They weren’t Lennox. Letting Lennox go would destroy me. I can’t allow it to happen.

“Good, it’s only fair,” she says and then lets out a low moan as I push all the way inside her slick, hot, depths.

“Fucking hell, woman,” I growl. “You feel so fucking good. You were made for me.

Her pussy tightens on my cock, already milking it. “Shut up and fuck me,” she exhales.

Her legs let go of me, but she bends them at the knee, making even more room for my body. As a result, I sink even deeper into her.

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