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Orgasms are mental. I hate him and I won’t come. He’s not even touching my clit. He’s using me like a sex toy, hardly even touching me.

Another swirl of heat. Oh god. Do I actually like that? What’swrong with me? Sensations swirl together, tightening and clenching. My skin burns hotter. I can’t think. I suck in a sharp breath. Oh my god.Not going to come not going to come not going to come.Not here. I can’t. I hate him. My eyes close as the heat inside me gathers, that intense unfurling feeling starting. I can hear myself panting.

Is this what sex is like for other people? Because it’s never been like this for me.

“Oh, no you fucking don’t,” he growls in my ear, and a jolt of lust spikes through me at the low, hungry tenor. “Don’t you dare come.” He fucks me harder. Harder. Oh god. I can’t hold back. “This is for me,” he rasps.

His thrusts turn jerky and urgent before he tenses. With a stifled groan, he buries his face in my neck. Inside me, I feel him pulsing.

For a long moment, we’re frozen. He’s still inside me, we’re both breathing hard, and in the ballroom next door, I hear Heather wrapping things up. I have the sensation of stopping short at a cliff’s edge, pulse racing with adrenaline, left completely unsatisfied.

I look up, and my heart stops at the surprise in his eyes. So that wasn’t normal for him, either. I don’t even want to think about that.

Alarm bells go off in my head. What am I doing? I can’t be having sex with Volkov. He didn’t even let me come, the asshole.

With a sharp, sobering breath, I press a hand to his chest. He steps away immediately. Arousal still twists low in my abdomen as I put myself back to rights, adjusting my dress and neckline, feeling the weight of his gaze before I walk back through the door without another word.

CHAPTER 38

ALEXEI

“Georgia, are you feeling okay?”Dr. Joshi asks in a low voice after my wife stumbles back to the table. “You’re flushed.”

The doctor clears her throat. A pretty pink color washes over her cheeks, and I force myself to look away.

We shouldn’t have done that, but my blood is humming with interest and satisfaction. The way she looked up at me with that defiant look on her face, fire flashing in her eyes, it just?—

“I’m fine,” Georgia answers.

Her eyes flick to mine and away again, and all I can think about is the way she looked up at me in the library, like she couldn’t look away. How her hot, tight cunt felt around my cock. The fury in her eyes and the powerful surge through my blood when I wouldn’t let her come.

Best fuck of my life, I realize with alarm. That’s not good.

Never in mylifehave I done something like that. I don’t know what came over me. I have the frustrating urge to haul her back there and finish what I started. Watching her disintegrate would be the sweetest thing I ever saw.

Hearing about her work woke up something in me. With every detail I learn about her, the feeling that I’ve been wrong grows.

Jesus. I run a hand through my hair.Get ahold of yourself.

That Dr. Handjob is looking at her again, and jealousy tightensin my gut. It doesn’t matter that she’s only my wife in name. He doesn’t know that. As far as he’s concerned, she’s mine.

“You’ve barely touched your dessert,” Dr. Joshi adds with concern.

Georgia’s gaze cuts to mine and her shoulders straighten. What happened back there won’t happen again, and this arousal lingering low in my gut? It’s a natural physical response. I still don’t like her.

She’s just so fuckingmouthyall the time, and taking control over her and seeing the way she responded to it gave me a sense of victory I rarely feel these days.

“The smell of my husband’s aftershave turns my stomach,” she tells Dr. Joshi.

My mouth twitches. There we go. There’s the woman I know and love to fight with.

I lean back and settle my arm over the top of her chair. “Maybe you’re pregnant.”

She chokes on her water. At the next table, Dr. Handjob drops his fork with a loud clatter.

“Oh?” Dr. Joshi looks stunned but pleased.

“I’m not,” the doctor says quickly. “Definitely not pregnant.”

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