Page 264 of Hate Mates

BRACKEN

“We’ll see about that.” Her eyes hold a spark of defiance, but there’s no hiding the slight quiver in her voice.

I chuckle and drink in the sight of her. She’s all fiery insolence wrapped in soft curves and smooth skin. Her tits are perfect round globes, and her legs go on for miles.

“Believe me, sweetheart”—I remove my jacket and then my shirt—“you have no idea what you’re in for.”

She glances at my chest but quickly moves her gaze upward.

I saw that. Of course she can’t help a look at my chest. I’m in the gym several hours every week. Malcolm himself pays for my membership fees. I am his muscle, after all, and I have to look the part. Intimidation in ninety percent of my job. The other ten percent is the messy stuff.

I take a step closer to her, closing the space between us until there is nothing but raw tension. She doesn’t back away, maintains eye contact.

“Are you afraid, Rachel?”

“No,” she says cheekily.

I reach behind her and bring the palm of my hand down on her creamy white ass. “You fucking should be.”

She quivers slightly but remains steadfast as she glares at me. “Is that supposed to scare me?”

I move my hand from her ass to trace the curvature of her spine. Goosebumps rise under my touch. “A little fear can be exhilarating.” Her breath hitches as I lean in closer to her ear. “And remember, Rachel, you wanted this.”

“Fuck you,” she rasps out.

“Patience.” I trace a finger along her collarbone.

I take a step back and look at her. At those perfect tits, her flat belly, the triangle of dark hair hiding the paradise between her legs.

“Certainly a sight to behold,” I say, my voice husky with desire.

The fire casts dancing shadows on her skin. Her body is a kaleidoscope of oranges and reds, her skin glowing in the warm light. The vulnerability contrasts with the look of pure insubordination in her dark eyes.

Fuck.

“Last chance to back out, Rachel,” I tell her.

“Never.”

“Then get on your hands and knees, sweetheart. Present yourself to me.”

Her eyes widen for an instant, but then they go back to the dirty look she’s pinned on me since I walked into her shop.

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way,” I say gruffly.

She swallows and falls to her knees, turning to face the fire. Her gorgeous ass shines, and fuck…

I’m so damned hard.

I grab a condom out of my pocket—shit, I only have one—unbuckle my belt, free my aching dick, and sheath it.

A millisecond later, I’m deep inside Rachel.

“Oh my God!” she cries.

Oh my God…

So tight.

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