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“Is that better, Baby?”

“Fuck, no. God, yes. Yes, it is.” She moans as I slowly pull the vibrator from between her legs and slide off the blindfold.

Her eyes meet mine and my stomach clenches. “Come inside me. Now.”

“No.” I shake my head. “You’ve had enough.”

“Leo, I said, Now.”

“Restraints on or off?”

She licks her lips and bites the bottom one between her teeth. “On.”

I’ve created a monster.

Moments later, I’m on my knees between her thighs with my cock in my hand stroking. My princess. She’s stunning.

“Quit wasting time.”

But impatient. “Yes, Ma’am.” I slowly ease inside of her until I’m fully seated. Each twitch of her sex feels like a thousand fingers wrapped around me.

“Hard and fast until you come deep inside of me.”

I groan and grasp her hips. Like that’s going to take any time. As I work in and out of her, our eyes never stray from each other. Harder. Deeper. Faster. The clenching of her sex drags me over. Making it harder for me to move.

As much as I’ve entangled her, she’s made me her captive. Enticing me. Stealing my heart and throwing away the key. And I never want out. I might be the only person people call to fix things, but she’s the one that holds all the cards in the palm of her hand. A shiver rips along my spine. “God, Baby, I’m so close.”

“Harder.”

Each lunge of my pelvis causes her tits to bounce toward her face and back down again, only to follow the same wave with the next pump.

“Right there” She curls her fingers inward and tips her pelvis off the mattress. The crown of my cock and the bars lash along her sex. Sweat drips down my face as I work into her at a furious pace.

The muscles in my back scream in agony as a balled knot threatens to drop me to the floor. And yet, I can’t come. Not until she crashes around me. I yearn for release, but only the release of coming together.

She raises her head off the mattress and strains against the cuffs. “Do. Not. Stop. For the love of God. Do. Not. Stop.”

With my arms under the thighs, I grip her legs and pound until she screams and the world around me splinters into a million fractals of lights. I inhale and gasp for air to keep from passing out.

I unfasten the restraints before flopping onto the mattress. She crawls over me, clasps my face, and kisses me until my entire body hums. Lord, this is going to be a long night.

Chapter Sixty-Eight

Several Days Later

Kinsley

“Leo….” I grab his bicep and hold him in place. Which shouldn’t be hard to do in this small of a space, but he’s about to crawl up the walls. “Calm down.”

“I can’t.” He lays his forehead against mine. “I’m sorry. I’m supposed to be your rock. Not the other way around.”

“You are my rock.” I trace my fingertips over his skin, and suddenly, I’m on edge but not for the reason we’re here for. “I love you and thank you for coming with me to the doctor even though you are a horrible patient, and you aren’t even the patient.”

“You’re welcome.” He wraps his arms around me, and some of the tension eases from his tight muscles. “But why in the hell do they give you an appointment and then make you wait an extra thirty minutes to get in. And then when you get into the exam room, you have to wait again. I need to buy a clinic.”

“Stop.” I cup his face. “This is normal. No matter whether you owned the place or not, you’d have to wait. Or normal people would have to wait. There are more patients than doctors.”

“If you were their only patient, we wouldn’t have to wait. How much do you think she’d charge us to drop all her other patients until the baby is eighteen?”

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