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My knees nearly buckle at the dirty thought.

I wouldn’t know what to do in return, but again, I bet he’d coach me through it.

“Slide your tongue under my cock, trace the tip, stroke me. Yes, like that. You’re such a quick learner, Tesoro.”

My cheeks heat when I disappear in a rabbit hole of filthy daydreams and his grin is so large, it reaches his eyes, as if he knows what I am thinking about.

“I’m not having sex with you.” I try to sound determined, but my voice comes out raspy and raw as if I’ve just had a shot of whiskey.

“So you’ve said.”

“And so I mean.” I cross my arms and turn my eyes to slits. “You are so confident. Why not pick any other woman to have sex with you and have your child? I’m sure you aren’t hurting in that department. Why me?”

“Why you,” he repeats my question as an answer, sounding like he doesn’t know.

I wait for him to answer and when he doesn’t, I become impatient. “Well?”

“Because we both need something, and we both get something out of it. “

“You sound so giving.” I roll my eyes. “You’re making me have sex with you.”

With a low growl, he crowds me against the counter, caging me in with his arms, and his lips tickle my own, not in a kiss, but to make a point.

“Let me make one thing very clear. I will not make you have sex with me. Your choices will be yours and in the end, if you choose not to, then that’s a decision I will respect. Make no mistake, I’ll make sure to make every fucking moment good for you.” His lips threaten mine again. “I’ll take care of you, and I’ll make you come over and over again until you’re mindless and exhausted. I’ll give you pleasure no other man has taken the time to give you, Tesoro. I won’t make you regret your decision to give your body to me in every way.”

My eyes flutter shut when his breath ghosts across my neck and he takes a step backward, putting space between us.

I open my eyes to see him smirking at me again and I have to bury my lust to get angry. “Looks like we are going to get artificially inseminated then because I’m not falling into bed with you.”

“So you keep saying, but I don’t believe you.”

Every word that falls from his mouth makes me see red.

I’ll just have to prove him wrong.

Chapter Six

Ari

Seeing her so angry brings me so much enjoyment. She’s so angry when she’s given the options. I see fury, lust, and uncertainty, but it’s the want that has me wishing I could bend her over right here and now, to give her a taste of what she’d be signing up for.

I’d never force her to have sex with me. I’m not that kind of man. If her way of giving me an heir means we go to a doctor, then that’s what it means.

I wouldn’t be lying if I said I hope she changes her mind. I bet having the privilege of being inside her would be one of the best gifts I would ever receive. I’m pulled to her. I already crave her. She maddens me and humors me, tempts me, and tests me, all in a short period of time.

If she can do that now, what could she do to me in a day? A month, a year?

I want to find out.

“I’m not playing this game with you.” She stabs her fingers into my wounded shoulder, and I grunt. “You’re an ass. You’re using your power to get what you want. You only want a hole to warm your dick and I’m not going to be that for you. You’re twisting my horrible situation into something that will only be for your gain.”

I growl as the pain pulses down my arm. “Let me make something crystal clear,” I begin. “I can have a hole, as you so crudely call it. I don’t want any woman. I want you. I want to help you. You’re in a position that needs help, powerful help. I’m a man in the highest of places. You can’t get better protection than me. Of course, I want something out of it. It’s called a business deal, not a late-night booty call. If I wanted to fuck, I would fuck, but shockingly, I’m not the kind of man to stick it in every passing woman I see. I want you. I’m using your position so I can have you, yes. I’m your chance at freedom. I’m your chance for your family to be safe. I’m your chance for so many other things. Do you want to take that chance, or do you want to do this on your own? You do not have much time, Rosie. It won’t be long before Bianchi finds out who you are.”

I watch her hand under the desk she’s leaning against, moving until it finds what she is looking for. I hear the click of a button and rub a hand over my mouth, trying to hide my smile.

She’s smart.

“You can press that button all you want, Tesoro. No one is going to come and help you. My men disabled your security before we came into the building. The only person who can help you right now is yourself.”

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