Page 28 of Captivated By Him

I fall forward onto the bed, as his cum rests on my bare skin. When he steps out of the bathroom, a small towel in his hand, he winks at me.

“I should have grabbed a condom,” he says as he cleans off the mess he made on me. Once he’s done, he works the belt off my wrists, being gentle now that the intensity of the moment has passed.

I push up to my feet and pull up my pajama shorts.

“It’s okay. I mean, yeah we should have used one, but I have the implant and I just had a physical.”

He reaches out and runs his thumb along my bottom lip.

“I’m clean, too, but I should have been more careful.” He drops his hand away, like he’s just realized we aren’t together anymore. This isn’t a permanent thing.

“Next time.” He winks.

I grab the dirty towel from the bed and bring it to the hamper I noticed in the bathroom. When I get back, he’s all zipped up and holding the door open for me.

“Let’s watch a movie. It’s too early for bed.”

“Yeah, that sounds good.” I cross the bedroom, ignoring the discarded belt on the bed.

He grabs me as I pass him and turns me to him, capturing my face between both hands.

“If you disobey me again, Nicole, you won’t be screaming from an orgasm. You’ll be begging me to stop the ass whooping you’ll get. Do you understand me?”

My throat clenches with the dark tone of his voice. “I get it, Jakub.”

And damn me.

I don’t hate it.

“Good.” He lowers his lips to mine. It’s tender at first, gentle pressure. But quickly, as though he was only testing the waters of my compliance, he intensifies the kiss. His tongue sweeps past my lips, and his hands move up into my hair.

He’s not merely kissing me. He’s claiming me.

And damn me.

I don’t hate that either.

Chapter 9

Jakub

Nicole’s staring at the coffeemaker as a fresh pot brews. She’s wearing a pair of yoga pants and a long t-shirt that she has tied at her hip. Every curve of her body is on display in the most innocent of ways, yet my cock is ready to dive into her body at the first opportunity.

But we don’t have time for that.

And she needs to change her clothes.

“Nicole,” I say softly, not wanting to startle her when I enter the kitchen. I’ve been up in my office for the past two hours trying to get information on the Kaczmareks’ next move.

My father and my brother are on their way over now. Despite the message I gave the shithead at Nicole’s apartment, Piotr Kaczmarek went straight to my father.

“Hey.” She spins around with a brilliant smile. “I’m just getting some coffee then I’m gonna change. I need to get to the club this morning to go over the schedule with Silvia again.”

I frown.

“Nicole. I told you, you’re not leaving this apartment. I already let Nora know you won’t be in today.”

Her smile wanes. I don’t like being the cause of it, but her safety is more important at the moment. She’ll come to see it in time.

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