Page 107 of Possession

“You’re always close. I rarely have the chance to miss you.” I bite my lip. “But I did this morning.”

He slides his hand farther until he catches the strap of my thong, as if he was curious if anything was there at all. He hooks an index finger beneath it and drags that finger around my hip and down to my sex, never shifting his gaze from mine. “You’re ready for the day.”

“I am…” My tongue wets my lips. “Ready.”

His eyes narrow. “Chica.”

“Darling.”

His finger stops between my legs where he’s traced my thong to my very wet core, and a smirk touches his lips. “Darling?”

I shift my legs open for him a tad. “I’m trying out new nicknames. You said I could call you anything I wanted.”

Gone is the anger that was rolling off him in spades just moments ago. His intensity has shifted from ire to lust.

For me.

His lips tip up at the corners, and his dark eyes warm. “I did. And lucky me, you haven’t gotten toassholeyet.”

I bop the tip of his nose with my index finger. “Not yet.”

He puts a hand to the middle of my back and presses in, forcing me to arch, which juts my breasts closer to him. “I’m not looking forward to the day when you try that one out.”

“All married couples fight,” I point out. His gaze lifts to my eyes. “I’m sure it will come. You know, after the honeymoon phase is over.”

“The honeymoon phase,” he deadpans.

I feel his cock harden beneath me. I shift in his lap just enough to rub against it. “I’m still waiting for the honeymoon phase to begin.”

He drags a finger through me, slow and measured. So slow, I’m tempted to move against his hand to create the friction I want.

But I want something else more.

“You’re wearing very little,” he notes, as his eyes drop to my nipples, awake and alert through the thin material.

“You’re wearing too much,” I counter.

He looks back up at me and leans in. When his lips brush the skin of my ear, he whispers, “Baby, if there weren’t cameras in here, I’d lay you out across this desk, strip you bare, and put my mouth between your legs. You’d come so hard, your screams would wake the sea creatures off the coast.”

With that, he slides a finger inside me, and this thick thumb circles my clit.

My head starts to fall back, but his hand slides into my hair, and he stuffs my face in his neck.

I want more, but I’m breathless as he continues to whisper into my ear. “Do not come, Landyn. Do you hear me? The guards are watching. You walked in here practically naked under this slip of material to tease me. Now, I get to tease you.”

My eyes fly open. I try to pull back to look at him, but he doesn’t let me move. He holds me tight, his fingers working me between my legs as he rolls his chair closer to the desk, and continues to murmur in my ear. “There’s no fucking way I’m going to allow anyone to see you come.”

“I’ve never seen you come,” I whisper back. “There’s a power imbalance in our marriage. I don’t like it.”

His hand grips my hair. “Baby, don’t kid yourself. There’s definitely a power imbalance in our marriage.”

I get another delicious swirl around my clit without him touching it. My face puckers with a frown. “That’s not fair.”

“I agree. That’s what I’m trying to protect you from. From me and everyone else who wants to hurt you for no other reason than to make a power play.” He pumps me with two fingers and shakes his head. “Hell, at this point, I’m doing everything I can to protect you from yourself.”

“I know what I want …honey.” I watch him hike a brow and even I can’t bite back my wince. “Okay, that one’s a no-go. But seriously, I know what I want. I’m not some naïve virgin.”

It’s the truth. I’m not well traveled around the block, but I have made a couple trips. Enough that when I say I’m experienced, it’s not a lie.

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