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Working her clit with his thumb as he planned aloud her anal training, she felt a pop as the plug seated fully.

“There we go.” He leaned forward and smacked a hot, wet, open-mouthed kiss on her ass cheek. “You’re such a good girl taking my plug.”

Oddly, his praise warmed her and made her want to please him more.

She heard a crinkle of a condom wrapper and her body trembled in anticipation, knowing the time for fucking was nigh. The next instant, the head of his cock parted her slick, swollen folds and he plunged inside. Once completely embedded, he paused, allowing her time to feel the stretch and fullness of his dual possession.

As she lay there, bound to the bed, vulnerable, with T in full control of her body, dictating her movements—or lack thereof—and her body’s responses, she’d never felt so alive in her life. She wanted to please him, to beg him to take her ass without waiting, ready to throw caution and self-preservation to the wind, to give him what he wanted.

It was surreal, and for the first time, she acknowledged to herself fully what he had been telling her all along. She was submissive, at least with him.

“T, sir...” she began in a tremulous whisper.

“Shh, baby, I know. Self-awareness can be scary. For this moment, I want you to be still and feel the power of my possession, the force of my dominance. Savor this instant because from here on out, you are mine.” He pulled out slowly and eased back in. “The reason I know is that I feel it, too.” Another long glide in and out followed, and she realized he was claiming her. “I crave the gift of your submission as strongly as you need to surrender it.”

The next motions were harder and faster as he measured her depths. He didn’t hold back, his fingers curling into her hips, rocking her back onto his cock. Angie reveled in the taking, canting her hips and opening herself more fully, unable to do more than receive him. He drove her arousal to a pinnacle so high she cried out his name as she approached it, knowing that when he threw her over the summit, it would be a glorious, unprecedented release.

She struggled to contain it until she had his permission and leaped toward it as his low voice rumbled against her back, “Come now.”

A second request wasn’t necessary as she hurled forward into the brief oblivion of her orgasm. When she resurfaced into awareness, she heard T’s roar of completion and smiled, glorying in the fact he found as much joy in her body as she did in his.

Chapter 25

“I’LL MAKE IT UP TOyou, baby,” he whispered against her lips.

“It’s work. I understand,” she replied, more concerned about missing him than the visit to the club he’d had planned for that night.

“I know you do. That doesn’t mean you have to like it. I’m not thrilled about going back on the road so soon myself.”

His lips reclaimed hers, more demanding this time, the heady sensation of his mouth over hers, devouring her softness, and being crushed in his arms, momentarily wiped away any sense of disappointment or nagging worries about him being away.

The loud rumbling of her empty stomach snapped her out of her daydream. Instantly coming back to the present, she realized from the clock on her office wall that it was well past lunchtime and she was justifiably starving. She’d skipped breakfast again that morning, not having a morsel of food in the house. Having spent every night of the past week at T’s farm, she hadn’t needed to grocery shop. Now, with him out of town after yet another fugitive, she didn’t have the inclination, in a definite mope, since he left two mornings ago.

The bounty hunting arm of Rossi’s business had taken off recently, growing faster than they had expected, and with only Cap, Dex, and T licensed as private investigators, it kept them busy. Kyle and Justin still had six months of active supervision before getting their credentials, which meant they could tag along and help but not operate independently. Cap was in the process of hiring another two men, but that took time. With four men focused on bounty cases, it would free up Cap, who had more vital functions as CEO and twin sons at home, Dex, who was newly married and had a new bride who wasn’t at all happy with the many lonely nights, and T, who found being on the road had lost its luster since Angie, for other projects closer to home.

With a criminal justice degree and law enforcement experience, she had offered herself as a temporary fix, which actually made her more qualified according to the state licensing board than any of the rest of them. T had quickly quashed that idea. She bristled at first, but when he’d explained that (a) he didn’t want her out chasing armed fugitives without backup, (b) having an inexperienced hunter out in the field was more of a liability than a help, and (c) someone would have to pick up the slack for her caseload while she was away. Because b and c made sense, and Cap and Dex backed up his objections, she let it go and didn’t mention it again. Not wanting to be in a dangerous situation without backup, her primary reason.

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