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“We both like control.”

“Hmm.” His eyes shift to my mouth as his thumb brushes across my bottom lip. I dart my tongue out and flick the tip, causing his eyes to darken. Then he pushes his thumb into my mouth, and I suck it hard. His cock twitches between my legs and a string of curses escapes him.

“Lina,” he says gruffly. “Before we continue, we need to get one thing straight.”

He pulls his thumb from my mouth, effectively loosening his hold on me. I take this opportunity to flip us over.

But he’s ready for me, and I’m unsuccessful. A devilish grin covers his face as he reaffirms his hold around my neck. His grip on me is tight, but not painful. “Nice try, Grumps.”

I shrug. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”

His expression turns serious as he studies me. “No more running.”

“What?” His statement surprises me. I don’t know what I was expecting him to say, but this isn’t it.

“If we do this, you will stop running from me. I need you to promise to give us a fair shot.”

“And by fair shot you mean—”

“A relationship.” He demands. “You and me. No more running. No more pushing me away. Agree?”

The tone of his voice leaves no room for debate and no doubt about what he wants. It’s also so very unlike the jovial, easygoing Chase I know him to be.

“And if I don’t?” I ask. His demand scares the shit out of me, but I mostly ask because I’m curious about what he’ll say. Mostly.

“Then I remove my hand from your throat and let you go.”

“Just like that? No fighting? No trying to change my mind?”

“Nope. You either want this with me or you don’t,” he says matter-of-factly.

“It’d be that easy for you to just let me go?” I wiggle my hips against his very hard erection. He lets out a low growl and drops his forehead to mine.

“No. Nothing about this is easy for me, babe.” He brushes his lips to mine before he continues. “But I can’t do this with you unless I know you’re staying. I need you for more than just one night. You also need to understand that I’m terrified that one night with you will be my undoing.”

I lift my arms to tug him closer, only to discover I can’t. My bra is still wrapped around me. I meet his expectant gaze and smile. “If I say yes, will you free my arms so I can touch you?”

He raises a brow. “That depends on what you’re saying yes to.”

I huff. “A relationship! Isn’t that what you’re demanding from me? Although you should know, I’ve never really been in a real adult relationship. I’ve kind of run from those like the plague.”

A slow smile spreads across his face. “You mean to tell me I get to be your first relationship?”

I narrow my gaze. “Don’t sound so smug.”

“Oh, but I am.” He presses his lips to mine before he sits up, straddling me. Then he reaches around me and unhooks my bra.

As soon as my arms are free, I reach for him, wrapping my hands around his neck and pulling his mouth to mine.

I kiss him hard and deep. His tongue tangles with mine as we war for dominance. There’s a part of me, albeit a very small part, that tells me I should let him win. But I don’t. I love control too much. I even love fighting for it.

But he’s stronger than me. He extracts himself from my grasp. The smile that spreads across his face as he sits back on his heels takes my breath away. He’s happy, and I made him that way.

I’m not sure if I’ve ever been responsible for that kind of smile before. I decide I like it, and I want to find more ways to make him smile.

He reaches for his jeans and unbuttons them. Then he drags down the zipper, freeing his thick, hard cock. I can’t pull my eyes away as he strokes himself. A small bead of pre-cum forms at the tip and I lick my lips.

“You want this?” he asks.

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