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I stare at her. I can’t help myself. I rake my gaze over every inch of her flesh, my cock getting harder with each passing second.

She closes her eyes and sighs. “Please. Now you.”

“Then I suggest you open your eyes, Brianna.”

I remove my clothes quickly, not even attempting to prolong her torment. When I free my aching cock, it juts out.

And she gasps in a breath. “Beautiful,” she sighs.

I stop myself from letting out an animalistic growl. “You’re the beauty standing here.”

A pinker blush spreads over her body. “I’ve always thought you were the most beautiful man I ever laid eyes on, Jesse. I’ve thought it for a long time.”

“Your beauty knows no bounds,” I tell her. “I could write a song about the color of your cheeks. About the curtain of your hair. About those deep brown eyes that see into my soul.”

She melts into me then. “My God…”

I hear the words coming from my mouth, and I mean them. Every one. I can already hear the lyrics forming in my mind.

In the crowded room, she stood alone, a vision of splendor, like no other known. Her cascading hair, like a midnight sky, her eyes so deep, they….

My God…

What am I doing?

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Brianna

He stares at me, and then he shakes his head. He picks up his jeans. “We can’t do this. Not again.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“I’m not. I just… This can’t happen, Brianna.”

“Jesse”—I walk toward him, cup his cheek, run my fingertips over his dark stubble—“you just told me that my beauty knows no bounds. You’ve told me how much you want me. Plus, I can see the physical evidence of that with my own eyes.” I drop my gaze to his massive erection.

“What I want doesn’t have any meaning.”

“What?”

“You’re not mine to take, Brianna.”

“I’m pretty sure that ship has sailed.” She touches my cheek. “And you’re not taking me. I’m giving myself to you.”

“You are, with no expectation of anything in return.”

“Absolutely. Nothing more than tonight. And maybe the next night. Whatever you’re willing to give me, Jesse. I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give me.”

“You’re better than that, Bree. You and I both know it.”

“Fine.” I turn, sway my firm ass because I know he’s looking. I pick up my thong. “Just try to resist me, Jesse Pike. I dare you.”

He advances toward me then, throwing his jeans back down. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

“I said I do.”

“I’m not some college boy, Brianna. Iwilltake you, and I will take you violently. I’ll smack that firm little ass of yours.”

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