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“Just relax.” I was surprised that she was falling asleep in my arms. It was also disturbing how comfortable she was around me.

As I carried her back to the room, she shifted closer to my chest, placing her hand across my heart. I did what I could to ignore not only her but my rabid feelings, throwing back the covers even more and nestling her inside. After tucking her in, I reacted as I’d done with my daughters dozens of times. I leaned over, kissing her cheek.

But she involuntarily shifted again, which forced our lips to touch.

Shit. The taste of her was paralyzing, the strawberry jam that had always been her favorite tingling my senses.

Very few things in my life startled me. This was definitely one of them. I backed away, but not before allowing the kiss to linger. I even found myself standing in the doorway for far too long, glancing over my shoulder more than once before turning out the light.

“Goodnight, sweet Caroline.”

Goodnight…

CHAPTER 5

Caroline

“You’ve been a very bad girl, Caroline.”

“I wasn’t trying to be,” I whispered.

“But you are.” He approached, the same look on his face that had always given me shivers. I felt so tiny around him, fragile when that wasn’t the truth. Yet he was so big and strong, his massive physique something most women would die to get close to. And here I was lucky enough to have him as a controlling force.

I was breathless as he cupped both sides of my face, rubbing his thumbs back and forth across my cheeks roughly. There was something so powerful about the way he stared into my eyes. As if I was his long-lost possession.

“You make me a very bad girl,” I murmured.

He chuckled, the dark tone almost ominous but I adored the sound, the deep vibrato always thrilling me. “Then I guess I will need more time to break you of that little bad habit.” He slipped his arms under my bottom, lifting me off the floor.

I wrapped my legs around his thighs, intertwining my feet together. I adored everything about the man and was unable to keep from brushing my fingertips down his rugged cheek. He perpetually had a three-day shadow, which added to his allure. Not that he wasn’t sexy as hell already.

“And just how do you think you’re going to do that?” I knew I was teasing him relentlessly, but I was also aware how aroused he became when I did.

His eyes twinkled as he lifted me even higher, using one hand to brush the tip of his cock against my pussy lips. “By fucking you relentlessly, my little cherished one.”

The moment he pulled me all the way down, I threw my head back and screamed. There was nothing like his huge cock filling me so completely, stretching my muscles.

“Oh. Yes,” I heard myself moan. The sensations were always extreme, electrifying every inch of me. The man’s shaft was huge, pushing me into rapturous pleasure like no one else had given me before.

He pulled out, driving into me again, this time able to get a scream from my throat.

“You are such a mischievous woman but so damn tasty. I’m going to feast on that pretty pussy of yours for hours.”

And I knew he would, just as he did almost every night. His tongue should be registered as a weapon but right now, his cock felt like a slice of heaven right here on earth. I was instantly pushed into a moment of sheer ecstasy, uncertain if I cared I was having difficulty breathing. This was everything I’d ever wanted.

A protective older man.

Hot sex.

A place I could call home.

The way he was able to pound into me while still standing was an amazing testament to the man’s incredible strength. He never blinked, certainly didn’t take his eyes off me.

“Come for me, krasivaya devushka. Just like you’re required to do.”

I adored it when he called me his beautiful girl or his cherished one and his commands always had the same effect on me. There was no way of holding back with him in control. I’d lost every inhibition a long time before. With my heart thudding, my mind spiraling out of control, I threw my head back as the rush of adrenaline mixed with the roar of my female lion as she succumbed to the pleasure.

“Mmm…” I twisted and turned, basking in the incredible vision. I pitched and rolled, taking single short breaths as an intense pleasure rolled through me. Wet and hot, even in my sleepiness, I could sense beads of perspiration were trickling down the back of my neck. Sticky and sweet. I couldn’t get the phrase out of my mind.

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