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“My turn.”

I claw at his nape but he swallows my cry with his mouth over mine when his cock plunges back into me.

He doesn’t go slow or teasing. Rhett uses my body for his pleasure now and I let him, squeezing his cock with my pussy. He swears, thrusting a couple more times before his dick twitches, his face buries in my neck and his raspy, choked sounds are my favorite in the world.

Rhett spills every drop inside me with slow, long strokes that I lose all sense of time, wrapped in a hot, sweaty entanglement.

I whimper to the lick of cold in his absence as he lowers my feet to the ground and tucks himself away. My knees are boneless but I’m spared from having to reach down for my shorts when Rhett does, helping me into them before pulling them up and fastening my buttons. He takes my hand but I think if I move his release will trickle down my thighs.

Rhett smiles deviously. He cups my jaw, leaning in to whisper huskily across my ear, “You either keep all of me in or let this whole carnival see who you belong to.”

CHAPTER 42

Anastasia

Jacob had my attire sent to the rooftop restaurant for me to collect yesterday. I sit cross-legged on the bed staring at the elaborate white box while Rhett showers after me and my hair air-dries.

“I already opened it to check it won’t detonate,” Rhett says, approaching me with a towel slung low on his hips while he dries his hair with another.

I forget all about the stupid measure of possession from Jacob in a flash of pure lust at the godly sight of him. His tanned skin glistens with droplets of water over his impeccably toned abdomen. I shift to my knees, crawling across the large bed until I can hook my fingers around the waist of his towel, drawing him closer.

“We could be late,” I say enticingly.

Rhett’s blue eyes flash with desire as he drops the towel for his hair. His hand curls under my chin.

“We’ll miss the whole thing if I start with you now.”

He leans down to kiss me, and it’s just as well he has more restraint than I do to pry my fingers from his towel. Rhett smirks at my pout, circling around the bed to where his all-black tuxhangs. My makeup is done, my hair won’t take long, but I’m dreading having to wear what Jacob wants.

I think Rhett feels it too, the power move of it.

With a sigh, I pry the magnetic clasp open with the bow already undone, throwing the lid open. I’m horrified to see all the white.

“Why white?” I wonder aloud, irritated and trying to figure out what message he’s trying to send.

“I’m not sure,” Rhett says, detached, like he’s trying to pretend it’sjustclothing.

There’s a box inside, which I pick up.

“It’s a pearl necklace,” Rhett informs me before I can open it. “There are also matching bracelets and earrings.”

“I don’t want to wear any of it,” I mutter.

Rhett’s expression falls. He’s wearing a pair of sweatpants as he comes over.

“I know, baby. You’re mine no matter what. After this night, we’ll have the peace we’re owed.”

It feels so close, so hopeful, and that also makes our peace terrifyingly fragile.

“Well, after we figure out how the hell we’re getting out of the kidnap fiasco too,” I say.

It’s completely insane, and I’m surprised my dad let it out when he’s always tried so hard to keep our doors closed and any scandals under the radar. I’m partially furious, because I’m certain heknowsI’m not kidnapped and that I left willingly. He’s striking out at me for keeping Rhett a secret and still choosing him.

“Maybe I can get emancipated. Then I’ll make a public appearance and give a statement that I’m in love with a criminal and I chose to be with him.” I crawl over to where he’s sitting with his back to me.

“Then what? Leave everything behind? You may think you can live with never seeing your parents again, but I will not take that from you. Eventually, you’ll resent me for it. Maybe not so clearly, but it will always linger under the surface.”

He’s probably right, but I’ve lost all sense of reason and judgment in my desperation to keep him. My hands trail up his back, stopping on the scars that are new to me with a growing ache as I discover more. I kiss between his shoulders, then I kiss his nape. Pushing up on my knees, I kiss the side of his neck and drape my arm over his chest.

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