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“I might instruct our event planner to make up an event sooner than scheduled,” I said darkly, pulling her closer to me. Desire and need sparkled in her eyes, matching my own. A hundred lifetimes wouldn’t be enough with this woman.

Chapter Twenty-One

Ainslee

My entire body shuddered with intense need. I wanted this man, right now. Right here. I swallowed hard, unaccustomed to feeling just a strong desire. It only ever happened around him. I glanced at Daniel and he must have seen it on my face. He didn’t even miss a beat, getting closer to me.

His hand wrapped around the nape of my neck, then pressed a hard, demanding kiss on my mouth. He dragged my head back with a hand fisted in my hair and devoured my mouth until I was breathless. With his other hand, he pinned my wrists above my head. The position left me vulnerable with his strength, but also portrayed the trust. I trusted him.

He ravaged my mouth until my head was spinning and all thoughts left me. His kisses were ravenous and conquering. I wanted everything he had to give me. His mouth was hot and demanding, searing my skin in its wake. The sheer pleasure of him was my aphrodisiac, my euphoria. He was the only one that could give me this pulse-pounding, skin-burning, soul-baring feeling because I loved him. Because it was always him.

Daniel released my wrists and my hands hungrily wrapped around broad shoulders, holding on tight to him. He was my rock, everything I needed in this life along with my family.

Daniel’s hand thrust underneath my dress and between my legs. A loud moan escaped me, echoing through the empty room.

The ache between my legs intensified and I craved the fireworks of pleasure he could give me. This raw, bone-deep feeling felt so overwhelmingly right.

Into my ear, he rasped, “You’re soaked.”

He took my lips again, rough, and I moaned into his mouth. It made him growl and he deepened the kiss, rubbing his hand against my panties. I parted my thighs. My hips started to move against his hand, rocking into his hand, needing more friction.

Needing more of him.

He pinched my swollen clit through my panties and I jerked, moaning. My whole body burned. His fingers slid under my panties, stroking my wet folds, teasing the bud of my clit with his thumb.

“Oh my God, Daniel,” I panted. I was delirious with need for him.

He slid his finger deep inside me and I arched my back, gasping and clutching his shoulders. Our breathing labored; his voice was a husky rumble in my ear. My blood turned to fire, spreading through every fiber of my body.

I bent my knee and slid my leg up to his hip, opening myself wider for him.

“Please-” I begged. He whispered words roughly in my ear, but none of them registered. I was so far gone. He started to work his finger in and out, while at the same time rubbing small circles over my clit with his thumb.

“Fuck, Ainslee.” His breath was against my mouth. I could feel his hard erection against me and the ache intensified. He slid another finger inside me and rubbed my clit harder, and I came apart.

My orgasm was sudden and violet. An explosion of pleasure. I came hard for him, shuddering and screaming his name.

He ripped open the fly of his pants, his mouth never leaving me, devouring me. His one hand holding on to my ass, his other at his cock, he shoved it deep inside me in one hard thrust.

We both groaned at the same time, with desperation and relief. He felt good inside me, filling me to the hilt.

He fucked me deep and hard, thrusting wildly into me, all the while I held on to him. I hooked my ankles behind his back and held on.

He drove into me over and over again, his one hand gripping my ass, pulling me closer with every hard thrust. My back hard against the wall, my head tipped back as I relished in the feeling of him inside me. His other hand wrapped around my neck squeezing.

“Fuck, yes.” His voice was ragged. I pressed harder into his hand wrapped around my neck, offering him all the control he craved.

He fucked me hard, pounding wildly into me like his life depended on it. His fingers squeezed harder against my neck, and the pain mixed with pleasure made me delirious. Pure adrenaline rushed through my body, my heartbeat racing at the dangerously high speed.

“Look at me, Ainslee,” he commanded, with another hard plunge.

I opened my eyes, staring into his dark, burning hot gaze. He looked beautiful, passionate, and possessive, his brows furrowed with intensity. The pace of his thrusting picked up and my entire body tensed. My insides clenched around his cock, convulsing against his powerful thrusts.I belong to him.

“Mine,” he whispered hotly. “This pussy is mine.” He slammed home, hard and unyielding. “Your tits are mine.” His hips retreated, until only the head of his cock was at my entrance. “Your ass is mine,” he grunted as he pushed back, sinking to the hilt. My back arched off the wall. “You are all mine. You have always been mine.”

I sobbed, these intense feelings unravelling me and sending me into the vast blackness of emotions that kept me from moving on from Daniel. The moment I gave myself to Daniel, my heart, body, soul, and mind, I was his completely. I surrendered to him and couldn’t move on from him.

No matter who or what he was, I was his.

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