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“You’re kind of awesome. You know that?”

“So, I’ve been told.”

A smirk crossed his lips just as he leaned down and pressed his mouth to mine. His hands slowly reached up to the sides of my face as I opened my mouth to him. The kiss became demanding, sending an involuntary shudder down my spine. This man had consumed my thoughts, my dreams, my very existence, and now, at this moment, he was consuming my heart.

He reached for the first button of my blouse and began unfastening it as he asked, “Do you remember the night you asked me why I hadn’t kissed you?”

“Oh, yeah.” I nodded. “I remember it quite well. I believe you said it had something to do about sex and intimacy.”

He continued unbuttoning my blouse, then slid it off my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor as he said, “Yeah, well, there’s a little more to it than that.”

“Oh?”

“Um-hmmm.” He inched closer. “Growing up, my parents were extremely affectionate. They were always touching and kissing, and it drove me nuts. I mean, I was glad they loved each other and all that, but I didn’t want to see it. If you know what I mean.”

“Yeah, I get it.”

“One day, I walked into the kitchen and found them making out, and I had enough.” His hands moved to my waist, and he unfastened the buttons on my jeans. He lowered them down my legs, leaving me in just my bra and panties. “I said something God-awful and stormed upstairs to my room.”

“I bet that didn’t go over too well.”

“No, it didn’t... My dad followed me up to my room, and he was pretty pissed at me and gave me hell, but after, he explained why he was always so handsy with my mother.”

He reached behind my back and unfastened my bra, and his eyes sparked with lust as he watched it drift down to my feet. His voice became strained as he told me, “He explained that it had taken him a long time to find someone who got to him the way she did. She was his best friend. She made him laugh—which was something that didn’t happen often. She made him want to be better, and he told me to hold outuntilI found someone who could do the same for me.”

He brought his hand up to my face, gently brushing the pad of his thumb across my cheek. “You’re my until...”

“Oh, Charles.”

“I think I’ve known it for quite some time. It’s why I stopped kissing other people. I just couldn’t do it.”

Me being me, I had to say, “But it didn’t stop you from having sex.”

“I’m still a man, Mia.”

“You most certainly are.”

With that, he slipped his arms around my waist, pulling me close and kissing me once more. My hands roamed across his broad chest, feeling his muscles tighten as he continued to claim me with his mouth. I loved the feeling of his hands against my body. The feel of his strong, muscular arms around me. The scent of his cologne. The soft touch of his lips.

Every minuscule detail about this moment would be locked away forever in my memory—and he was just getting started.

CHAPTER23

Wrath

Igave Mia’s hair a firm tug as I delved deeper into her mouth, and she inched even closer, making my cock throb. A light moan vibrated through her chest as I slipped my hand down between her legs and eased her lace panties to the side. I grazed her center with the tips of my fingers—my already-hard cock pulsed against my jeans when I found she was soaked.

“You’re mine, Mia, and tonight, I’m going to claim every inch of you.” Her eyes were locked on mine as I reached for her panties and slid them down her long legs. Desire flashed through her eyes as I lifted her up, then guided her to lay back on the desk. “And I mean, every fucking inch.”

I slipped my hands under her ass and pulled her to the edge.Fuck. She looked so damn beautiful sprawled out on that desk, bare and waiting for me with that wanton look in her eyes. It had been so long since I’d felt anything close to what I was feeling at that moment. This woman had me so tangled up I might never get free, and I was beginning to think that wasn’t a bad thing.

In fact, Mia might be the very thing that puts an end to my nightmares once and for all.

A feeling of satisfaction washed over me when I skimmed my tongue across her clit, and she arched her back towards me, urging me on. I spread her trembling legs wider, and a needful moan echoed through the room as I began nipping and sucking her sensitive flesh. “So damn beautiful.”

Mia’s breath became uneven and hitched as I slipped my finger deep inside her. Focused and unrelenting, I teased her g-spot with a slow and steady rhythm, and it wasn’t long before her hips inched forward and her body began to tense.

Loving how her beautiful body responded to my touch, I continued grazing and teasing her clit with my tongue, tormenting her as she writhed beneath me. Overcome by her impending release, Mia’s hips lifted up from the desk, begging me to give her more, so I placed the pad of my thumb against her clit, teasing her until she got exactly what she needed.

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