Page 77 of Tempt Me (Dark Odyssey 4)

“Suit yourself,” I say, pushing my annoyance away. “You can go to your apartment tomorrow to get some things. Clothes and your computer for work. I’ll have a car ready to take you at nine in the morning.”

First, she looks surprised, then the guarded look returns to her eyes.

“Thank you.”

I turn to leave thinking it best. The last time I was with her was not good, and I can’t be in the same room with her for too long without wanting to strip her naked and fuck her.

“Is that all? Doesn’t my master require the services of his whore today?” she calls out, and I freeze mid-step.

I turn back to face her. Although she’s standing tall and defiant, her hands are by her sides, shaking.

“Ava…”

“I was just checking to be sure.”

I totally deserve that.

I walk closer to her, and fear comes back into her eyes. She’s afraid of me, definitely afraid of me, and she probably thinks I’m going to do shit to her for smart-mouthing me.

I take another step. I’m too close, so she steps back. Another step forward, and she takes one backward. She’s right back against the wall now, and the quick rise and fall of her chest shows how panicked she is.

I allow instinct to guide me, mentally screwing the fucking worries and flux I’m in with her.

I am too close, and now I’m trapped in this space with her. So trapped arousal knifes through me, splintering the guard I placed over my heart. Need and greed want me to take her. Take her the way I did last Friday. Take her like she’s mine.

Sheismine, so I reach for her. Slipping my hand behind her head, I bring her to my lips. Straight to my lips, where I claim her mouth.

At first, she’s still tense and uncertain. She holds back, so I pull away and look into her eyes. They’re glassy and brimming with tears. What I want is for her to look at me and see that I want her. I want that wild connection we had before.

A flicker of light sparks in her eyes the longer I stare.

Good. It’s back… she‘s back.

I press my lips to hers again, and this time when she kisses me, it’s with that unyielding desire.

My body remembers hers and wants to touch her everywhere.

The wild kiss turns hungry as I press into her head and harden the kiss, delving deeper.

She starts pulling at my shirt with both hands. It’s like greed has possessed her. It comes for me too.

I allow her the second it takes to pull my shirt over my head. Our lips barely leaving each other.

Since she’s wearing a little dress, I pull that down her shoulders and practically rip off her bra.

Her long legs wrap around me when I pick her up and carry her to the bed. I settle her down in the center, take off the rest of my clothes then her panties.

Her long arms slip around my neck when I climb onto the bed to take her.

While she kisses me, I part her legs and guide my cock into her slick, wet opening. She’s ready for me, always ready for me.

Her lips part slightly over mine when I start to move inside her. I adjust myself so that I’m on top of her, so I can fuck her properly and kiss her at the same time. It’s hot like hell. Our movements are filled with passion and need. It’s no longer a simple matter of want.

I’m touching her like I need her, and she’s holding on to me and kissing me like she needs me too.

I pump deep and hard, and her moans of ecstasy drive me wild. I know I won’t last. Not like this. It’s too much. Again. It’s all too much and too intense.

We are.

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