Page 79 of Innocent Intentions

I tease her entrance, dipping just the tip of my finger inside before pulling out. Again, and again. Every time, I push a little deeper.

She whines in frustration.

“Tell me to stop, and I will.” I murmur. “But I think you want this just as much as I do.”

She opens her mouth to deny it.

I cut her off.

“I can smell your arousal. I can feel it. It’s soaking through my slacks. Don’t bother lying to me.”

She flushes. Her skin, already pink from the heat, turns a deeper shade.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

I thrust a finger inside her.

She gasps, clenching around me.

I start to move, slow at first, then faster, falling into a rhythm.

She’s close.

Her hand flattens against the wall, as if bracing for impact.

Good girl.

I lean into her, my lips brushing her ear.

“If you come without my permission, you won’t come for a month.”

She freezes. Shock and desperation evident in her expression.

I smirk. She doesn’t realize it yet, but I do.

She’s mine now. Completely.

And she will obey. Because she wants to. Because she needs to.

This is going to be fun.

Chapter 30

Margot

He can’t be serious.

I search his eyes for a joke but find none. The taunting smirk on his face reigniting my anger. The nerve of him to think he has that kind of control over me.

But he does. You want to listen to him. You want to please him.

Shut. Up.

“You can’t do that.” I snap, but my voice betrays me in how weak and breathy it sounds. Because I know he can. As much as I deny it, I already am his. The moment I let him touch me, I signed the dotted line. I just don’t know what the fine print entails.

“Are you willing to risk it?” His eyebrow arches.

Why is he so damn hot when he’s so damn infuriating?

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