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Jordyn shakes her head, not saying a word. And I hate myself for doing this. She won’t ask me for what she wants because of the mindfuck I pulled last night.

That’s okay, though. I know what she wants. I feel it. Her body is telling me what her mouth won’t.

“You’re so goddamn beautiful,” I whisper. “Jesus Christ, I don’t think you know how perfect you are.”

She lets out a breath as she stares at me, her eyes a treasure chest of emotions, but glazed over with arousal.

Her pussy spasms, and she cries out. She’s so fucking close. So close and so perfect.

Pushing up the T-shirt, I reveal her heavy breasts and groan. Her rosy, budded nipples are practically begging for attention. I don’t hesitate as I take one into my mouth, sucking hard then switching to the other one.

My kitten whimpers and mewls, her entire body trembling as she gets closer and closer. The mix of her perfume and arousal surrounds us, and I’m practically salivating to taste her.

“Kick your panties off and spread your thighs wider for Daddy.”

She obeys, and when I finally get a good look at her pussy, I nearly explode in my underwear. Smooth, pink skin, shiny with her wetness, and thick, soft thighs for me to grab onto. Heaven.

“Good girl. So good. That’s it, fuck my hand.”

“Oh, God!”

I chuckle darkly. “Don’t call out for God, kitten. You call out for me. Call out for Daddy. I’m the only fucking name you should be screaming.”

“I’m so close. Please, please,” she cries. “I hate you.”

My lips twitch as I thrust harder, curling my fingers when I do. “That’s okay, baby. You can hate me while you come for me.”

Adding my thumb to her clit, I apply pressure and lean my head in to kiss her, her hands clawing at me like she’s desperate for anything and everything. I give it all to her; my hands, my tongue, my body, grinding against each other as she tenses under me, then screams into my mouth.

I keep teasing her as she shudders and comes apart for me while we stare at each other. It’s intimate, and so damn hot, watching her let go for me. To see her let go of her walls and let me see all her layers of beauty.

“Daddy!” she cries, and my cock leaks from the tip as I barely hold onto my own control.

I just hope I can keep control over other parts of me, too. Parts I didn’t think still worked. Maybe it’s just this gorgeous, brilliant, smart-mouthed woman who made my heart beat again.

CHAPTER 16

Jordyn

GIVE ME YOUR MONEY

Ripples of euphoriacontinue to float through me while Cash watches me unnervingly closely. Yet I’m trembling so hard that I’m glad he’s caging me in. Like he’s keeping me safe. From what, I’m not sure.

There’s something about Cash, an air of confidence or arrogance, that made me figure he knew his way around a pussy, even if I did think he would be a selfish lover. But I was not expecting fireworks and missiles and planets to explode from what the man can do with his fingers.

I desperately wanted to ask for his cock. The sight of it pressing against his slacks was enough to make me drool. Thick and rigid. Practically a third leg. But there was no way I was going to ask him for anything. I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him from whatever he wanted to do, though.

It only takes a few seconds before my haze of pleasure dissipates and my mind starts spinning.

What did we just do?

What the hell is going on between us?

Are we still enemies?

Do we still hate each other?

I can’t believe I let Cash Savage finger-fuck me while he’s holding me hostage. Seriously, it’s a wonder I’m not totally certifiable. Is this a new kink I’m into?

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