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She placed her palm on his chest. “I still think you are an arrogant, deceiving bastard,” she said. “I won’t forgive you anytime soon and plan to make your life miserable. But... I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.”

CHAPTER 39

Tanvi’s heart raced. The heat in Arjun’s eyes stripped away the thin material of her night clothes.

She gasped when his arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her close until her chest was pressed against his hard one. “I’ll do anything to win back your trust, princess. Just anything. I already ordered the security outside the penthouse to leave tonight. Tell me what else you want?”

Her heart thudded. She wanted to ask him who he really was and why he had laid out an elaborate trap for her. She wanted to ask him what he had been doing during the weeks he had disappeared, leaving her alone. And she also wanted to ask him why he wanted to keep her safe from her father.

But all those questions would have to wait. Right then, she wanted the man in front of her way too much. She missed him. She missed his cocky, arrogant smirks. She missed the sounds of his deep groans. And she missed his sweet, tender smiles when he held her and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

She stared at him with her heart thudding hard inside her chest. “You,” she replied to his earlier question. “I want you.”

His eyes flared, and the grip on her waist increased as he stared into her eyes. Then, letting out a harsh sound, his lips crashed against hers.

She moaned as her body caught fire. Throwing her arms around his neck, she kissed him back greedily. But touching him and kissing him wasn’t enough. Weeks of being apart made her insane for him.

Dragging her lips away from his ravaging mouth, she whispered. “Now. I want you now. I don’t want to wait.”

He groaned. And then, letting out a rough animal-like sound, he picked her up by the waist and carried her to the bed. A gasp escaped her mouth when he dropped her on the mattress. He didn’t move away.

He tugged at her clothes frantically, baring her legs. He groaned when her hands cupped his hardness through the material of his trousers.

“We should slow down, princess,” he said in a tortured voice. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Don’t stop! I want you now.”

With another rough sound, he bent towards her and kissed her deeply while adjusting his clothes. Then yanking off her panties and widening her legs, he thrust deep into her.

She gasped, her back arching off the bed. She was tight, and he felt too big. Even though it burned and the pressure felt too much because it had been a while, she clutched him close.

“You have no idea how much I missed you,” he rasped.

Despite the urgency she felt, her eyes prickled with tears. “I missed you too,” she whispered.

Their lips met once more, and then both of them let go.

He drove into her like a wild storm while she clung to him. “I’m never letting you go, princess,” he vowed. “You are mine. My heart belongs to you.”

He possessed her—body, heart and soul.

His fingers dug into her hair at the back of her head and kissed her hard. “I love you, princess,” he said.

I love you too.

She couldn’t say those words aloud as her throat seized with ecstasy and emotion. The only sound that came out was a choked cry.

Her body trembled as pleasure built like a wave and then exploded. She clung to him, her grip becoming tighter inside and out. Letting out a harsh roar, he joined her in climax.

But once wasn’t enough. Their breaths had barely slowed down when he made his need for her known once again. He stripped her clothes before removing his. And then, he kissed her damp throat. They made slow love to each other until urgency caught on again.

She wanted to possess him the way he always possessed her—claiming her body, heart and soul.

She pushed at his shoulders. “Let me,” she demanded.

Staring at her intensely for a moment, he rolled them and adjusted her until she was seated on top of him. Keeping her eyes locked on his, she placed her palms on his muscled chest and moved sensuously on top of him.

He cupped her breasts and brushed his thumbs against her hardened tips, making her stomach tremble. Before she lost control again, she caught his wrists and pushed them on the bed and leaned against him to keep him trapped under her.

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