Page 3 of Crime Lord's Paradise

“I’m not! I need a little more—”

She didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence because he lunged. He dodged her jab and kicked her legs out from under her. She landed flat on her back with the wind knocked out of her. When he crouched over her, she boxed his head, enraged at his foul play.

“You cheated!” she shouted.

“When have I ever played fair?”

He stripped off her gloves and kissed her taped, sweaty fists.

“We arenothaving sex!”

His grin made her see red. She positioned her feet on his hips and propelled herself away from him. He cursed as she leapt to her feet, but before she could take a step, a stinging grip on her ankle yanked her off balance. Her hands hit the ground to break her fall and then scrabbled over the mat as he yanked her backward with a grip on her shirt, ripping the thin material over her shoulders. In full combat mode, she kicked back with her free leg and caught him on the chest. He growled as he flipped her on her back.

“You want to fight, baby?”

“No!” she spat as he yanked her ruined shirt from her body. “I want to be left alone!”

“How many times have you asked me to let you go and how many times have I done it? Never.” His hand closed around her throat and squeezed. “The more you fight, the more I want you. You should know that by now.” She went still beneath him, and he smiled. “Playing possum isn’t going to work.”

He tucked his face against her neck. His deep inhale made her pussy clench.

“I want you more now than I did when you were young and worshipped me.”

“Those days are long gone,” she snapped.

She grabbed his thumb and yanked savagely, loosening his hold on her neck. She would have squirmed out from under him, but his weight kept her in place.

“Yes, they are,” he agreed and pinned her hands over her head and unzipped her sports bra. “Now I don’t need to hold back.” He squeezed her nipple and grinned at her enraged bellow. “Still sensitive, baby?”

“Yes, you fuck! I told you not to—” Her voice died when he put his mouth on her breast. She bucked beneath him, but he didn’t move an inch. Fucking tank. “Gavin, don’t!”

He mumbled something around her nipple and sucked hard enough to make her curse.

“I’m going to kill you!” she shouted.

“Then who’s gonna take care of Nora in the middle of the night?” he asked absently as he massaged her breast. “What’s this bruise?”

“Nora! Apparently, she likes to bite just like you, you ass!”

He chuckled. “That’s my girl. She’s getting wilder by the day.”

“Yes, and you’re not helping. You give her everything she wants.”

“Of course, I do. Just as I give you what you need.”

“You’renotgiving me what I need! I told you I want to be alone.”

He flicked her nipple with his tongue. She jerked as a streak of lightning shot through her.

“What you want and what you need aren’t the same thing. Lucky for you, I know the difference.”

“I told you I’m not in the mood.” She shrieked when he bit her. “Cut it out!”

“Don’t lie,” he said, laving her tortured nipple with his tongue. “You want me.”

“I’m not lying. I don’t want …” Her voice died when he cupped her.

“What’s this?” he asked silkily.

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