Page 102 of His Rules

“I hope so.” He folded his fingers, brushing his knuckles across my cheek. “What you heard wasn’t all of what I was saying.”

“I just didn’t…”

“You didn’t trust me because you felt you couldn’t.”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have run off. That was childish of me.”

“Well, Daniel and I made things even worse by getting into it. That should never have occurred. I’m sorry you had to overhear something that wasn’t meant to hurt you and I’m furious with myself for losing my cool. Daniel is my friend and I hope this will blow over, but I don’t want to lose you over the anger or the worry about the company. But I’ll understand if you need to take a step back. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t like it, but I will understand.”

He’d already lost the jacket and tie somewhere along the way, his shirt unbuttoned and his sleeves rolled over his elbows. Just the way I liked him. I fiddled with a button on his shirt, darting a few glances into his soulful eyes.

“You apologized to me?” I asked, giving him a wicked look.

He half laughed and grabbed a handful of my dress, yanking me against him. “I did. Do you need me to do it again?”

“Oh, yes. I believe I do.” I pressed my palms against his chest, already swooning because of being in his arms.

“I’m sorry that you had to hear a tirade, but I’m not sorry you learned how important you are to me. And you are. More than you know.” He slid one hand around the back of my neck, squeezing possessively. With the other, he swept his fingers down to the edge of the back of my dress, brushing his hand up along the inside of one thigh, gripping my butt cheek. “But right now, I couldn’t care less about the politics or semantics of the office. I won’t be refused what I want by anyone.”

There were times being in his arms allowed me to lose control. This was one of those times. As he captured my mouth, holding our lips in place, we both seemed frozen in time. But that didn’t last long. Yes, I was worried Stephanie would return, catching us in the sinful act, but my needs outweighed any concept of common sense.

He thrust his tongue inside and that was an awakening for both of us. The kiss lasted only a few seconds before we were ripping at each other’s clothes, barely breathing as our frantic need to feel the heat of the other’s body took over.

I was crazed with desire, no longer able to focus. I heard buttons popping on his shirt as I struggled to free him. I needed thetouch. I craved the sizzle on my fingers. Panting, I ripped it from his shoulders and he took over, jerking it aside. But he wasn’t going to allow me to have any control.

Sebastian pulled the dress over my head, taking time to gaze down the length of me while growling like some beast in the wild. But the tights were a hindrance and he yanked at them, refusing to allow me time to remove the thin material properly.

I giggled when they were ripped from the force he used, making note to myself I’d need to buy Stephanie a new pair. He wasn’t troubled in the least, pulling the remnants off my feet before taking a step away.

He slowed just enough to allow me to bask in his good looks while unfastening his belt. I licked my lips to torment him just as he liked. And hated… I took one long stride toward him, squeezing his muscular arms while pressing heated kisses on his chest.

“Careful, little girl. I’m hot and bothered tonight.”

“And I’m not?” I licked his skin and he jerked down his trousers, barely kicking out of his shoes and the linen material before sweeping me into his arms.

When he drove me against the wall, I threw my arms out, knocking off a picture. We both laughed before he consumed my mouth all over again.

The taste of him fueled every dangerous longing, shoving aside all my remaining inhibitions. I scratched his back, rolling my fingers up and down. I’d leave marks. Good. I wanted everyone to know he was mine.

All mine.

He wasted no time, driving his throbbing cock deep inside. I moaned into the kiss, which he caught, every muscle tightening, my pussy clenching and releasing.

A few seconds later he broke the kiss, both of us panting wildly while he pulled one of my arms over my head then the other, easily grasping my wrists with one massive hand. I wiggled and moaned, tossing my head back and forth.

I wrapped both legs around him, intertwining my feet as he pushed me further up on the wall. A dark chuckle rumbled up from his chest as he rolled onto the balls of his feet, pulling out then plunging into me again. The force drove me against the surface, knocking the wind out of me.

And I loved every second of it.

He had full control over me, thrusting harder than he had before. We were wild together, our needs insatiable. I tried to look in his eyes, but the pleasure was intense, so much so I knew I was losing my mind. Stars in bright colors appeared, shifting back and forth in a powerful dance.

He wasn’t stopping, the thick cords in his neck strained, every muscle in his body tense as he fucked me. He was a creation of beauty I could stare at for hours. The brutal pounding against the surface continued jarring everything on the wall.

A loud thump coming from other room made me laugh. We were likely going to destroy my friend’s house.

He nipped my lower lip, pulling it into his mouth and sucking. All I could do was undulate against him and moan, the sound as dark as his had been.

He wasn’t finished, jerking me away from the wall, cradling me against him as he took three long strides toward the couch. I could tell the coffee table was scooted aside, the man stronger than any I’d been with.

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