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  His breathing grew heavy, his erection pressing on her butt cheeks. He drove his fingers in and out of her wetness, plundering her, playing her like a fine-tuned instrument. Her breathing grew harsh as she egged him on with gasps, moans, and the wiggle of her hips. And boy did she sing for him, yelling out his name as he pushed her over the top.

  Those beautiful fingers did not stop moving. The strokes became gentle, his other hand angling her head so he could capture her mouth in a searing kiss. Reluctantly, he let go of her throbbing flesh and cradled her close. Tremors still shot through her body.

  “One down,” she murmured when she could speak.

  A chuckle worked his way to his lips. That sexy sound did things to her insides. She wanted him naked now. She reached for his belt, but he stopped her.

  “We are at the hotel,” he warned.

  When had they stopped moving? He waited as she adjusted her pants and finger-combed her hair. Then he tapped the window. Douglas opened the door. He must have been waiting for the signal, which meant she was probably not the first woman Lex had tried to ravish in the back of a limo.

  The green monster rose from deep inside her, but she pushed it back. Being jealous of Lex’s past girlfriends was pointless. She had him now, and she planned to be the last woman he ever touched.

  A crowd of photographers was outside the hotel. This time, the questions were hurled at Lex, too. Were they engaged? When was the wedding? How did they meet?

  Douglas and the driver shielded them. Even the desk managers came to the door to warn the paparazzi to stay back.

  “Enjoy your stay, sir,” one of them said.

  “I plan to,” Lex said and traded a grin with Jillian.

  CHAPTER 3

  The ride to the top floor seemed to take forever. With Douglas in the elevator with them, Jillian had to be content with gripping Lex’s arm when she wanted to rip his clothes off. His eyes said if they were alone, he would have stopped the elevator. He often made love to her in unusual places.

  Douglas opened the door to the suite, swept the room with narrowed eyes as though searching for an intruder, and stepped aside for them to enter the room. A look passed between the two men before Lex closed the door.

  Jillian had her top off and was unbinding her breasts when Lex gripped her hips and pulled her against him. His erection pressed against her ass, his mouth descending on her shoulder, her neck, her ear. He kissed her greedily, showing her he wasn’t in the mood to coddle or cuddle. She wiggled her ass against his erection, and he groaned.

  “You like that?” she teased.

  “Love it,” he growled and whipped her around, kissing her so hard her head spun. He lifted her up and took long strides toward the bedroom.

  “I’ve missed you,” she said, rubbing her cheeks against his stubbled jaw, inhaling him. She wanted to devour him.

  He stopped in the middle of the room, and she saw what had distracted him—the welts left by the bandage on her breasts. He lifted her higher and laved the marks with his tongue. Her breath caught. He lowered her to the bed and went to work removing her pants and panties.

  “Lie on the bed,” he ordered, a glint in his eyes.

  She didn’t need a second urging. Jillian scrambled to the middle of the bed. She was burning, her thighs wet with her juice.

  “Spread your legs,” he ordered again, undoing his shirt, his eyes not leaving hers despite his words. A ripple of desire rolled through her. She propped herself on her elbows and did as ordered. She loved it when he was masterful, which was huge for someone who hated to be controlled.

  “Further apart, Jillian. Show me what I’ve been missing.”

  Three days apart must have felt like an eternity for him. “Want me to pleasure myself while I’m at it, too?” she teased, her hand creeping down to the joint between her legs.

  “No. You can play with yourself when I’m not around. When we are together, you’re mine to play with.”

  “That sounds like ownership,” she said.

  “Considering I’m yours, I’d say that’s fair.”

  She grinned and disobeyed him anyway. There was something incredibly erotic about Lex watching her as she slowly stroked herself. Being apart and video sex with him had taught her that much.

  “You continue with that and you’ll have to beg me to take you,” he warned, almost tripping in his haste to remove his pants.

  “I don’t beg, babe.” She arched her back as she pushed a finger inside her moist interior. His eyes flamed. From the purposeful way he closed the gap between them, she was in for it. A thrill shot through her. She stroked herself again, knowing it drove him crazy.

  Instead of kneeling between her legs, he tugged her wrist and brought her hand to his lips. Slowly, he licked her fingers, humming, eyes closing. “The taste of you is like nothing on this earth.” He let her go, lowered his head, and kissed her breasts. “These should never be bound.”

  He flicked his tongue against her nipple. While she shuddered, he drew it in his mouth and sucked. She gripped his head. When he bit down, just enough to reach the border of pleasure and pain, Jillian cried out. He licked his way down to the valley between her breasts and focused on the other one. Her hips shot up.

  She expected him to touch her, but he continued running his hand up and down her thighs, stroking her stomach, teasing her. So this was her punishment for disobeying him. Every lick and touch designed to drive her insane, but he still didn’t give her what she wanted—his long, naughty, and oh-so-talented fingers stroking her throbbing clit again. His mouth continued down to her belly button.

  “Mmm, the scent of you,” he growled against her skin, then lifted his head and studied her with a dark, hooded gaze. “Tell me what you want?”

  “You,” she moaned.

  “Here?” he teased, nipping her stomach. She ground against him.

  “Lower,” she begged.

  “Mmmm,” he hummed as he angled his head and trailed his lips along her thigh, deliberately ignoring her throbbing flesh. The tease. Her right hip left the bed again, her thighs trembling. “Beautiful pussy.”

  His sexy words shot her need to a new height. “Hurry.”

  If he heard her, he didn’t show it as he licked his way down to her toes. She never knew her toes were sensitive until Lex.

  “Do you want me to kiss you, eat you, or bite you?” he asked, working his way back up, fingers playing with the strip of hair covering her and barely grazing her clit. She was going to explode as soon as he touched her. That was how ready she was.

  “I want it all.” She was hyperventilating, her words coming out in spurts. Jillian arched her hips, knees bent to give him better access. There was need, and there was this… burning ache. Like she would die if he didn’t touch her. Desperation kicked in. “Please, Lex.”

  He lifted his head, eyes darkened to charcoal. Then his gaze shifted lower to the area between her legs. The hunger in his eyes as he studied her had her sucking in a breath.

  “Offer yourself to me,” he said.

  Years of gymnastics and dance came to her rescue. She opened up to him as he zoomed in on her throbbing flesh and rubbed his nose and lips against her. She gasped as sparks shot up her rear. He licked her, swirling his tongue around her clit. She cried out, her hips arching as an orgasmic wave tore through her.

  He chuckled, the sound vibrating and intensifying the sensations. “Your response never ceases to amaze me.”

  “Only with you,” she said.

  He used his teeth. She moaned and rocked against him, welcoming the roughness and the potential of pain. He pinned her thighs down and covered her with his mouth, his tongue sliding in and out of her, lavishing attention to her clit, sucking on it.

  He was unstoppable. Masterful. In his element. She might disobey him because she had a thing against authority, but when he had her like this, spread out for his pleasure, completely open and vulnerable to his whims, he was in charge. He hummed as though her juice was the sweetest
in the world, and the low rumbles vibrated through her.

  With his hand firmly anchoring her to the bed and restricting her movements, she had no choice but to hold on to his head and direct it. Heart pounding, pulse racing, she ground his mouth against her.

  Another orgasm tore through her, the waves slamming into her with the force of a tsunami. It sucked her to a place where nothing mattered but him and the amazing things he could do with his tongue and mouth. Tears rushed to her eyes, and the echoes of his name filled the room. She’d yelled it. Probably more than once.

  As the feelings ebbed, he kissed his way upward, lingering on her breasts. His touch was feather light and gentle. Then he claimed her lips. She could taste herself on his.

  Jillian stroked his broad shoulders, skimming around to his rock hard stomach. His massive erection jutted between her thighs, hot and ready. She wrapped her legs around his hips, dying to take all of him inside her. When he didn’t accept her invitation, she wrapped her hand around him and stroked him while wiggling into position.

  “I want to feel you deep inside me.”

  “How do you want it?” he asked against her skin.

  “Hard and fast. Fuck me, Lex.”

  He shuddered and rolled back on his haunches, his eyes feverish with passion.

  ***

  Lex reached for a condom, but she gripped his wrist. “Don’t. It’s okay. I’m on the pill.”

  Skin-on-skin, he’d died and gone to heaven. She had a body made for sex. A body made for him. Her plump pussy glistened with her juice, begging him to indulge himself. She was perfection, and she was his. His Jillian.

  He reached down and rubbed a finger between her labia. She hissed.

  “Do you want me on my knees?” she asked.

  She knew what he liked and how he liked it. But there was something he loved more—making love to her.

  “Not yet.” After being away from her for three days, he needed to reconnect with her. Breathe her. Feel her skin against his and her warm breath on him. He wanted to savor her, watch every expression on her face as he slid in and out of her. “I need to see you.”

  Somehow, she understood.

  He positioned himself, gripped the hard length of his cock, and teased her wet entrance with the head. She trembled and whimpered. He entered her slowly, watching her pupils dilate as he became part of her.

  “Don’t close your eyes,” he warned. Her hips lifted up just as he pushed to the tilt.

  She felt amazing. Moist heat. Tight. His breath stalled in his chest. Home sweet home. That was what she was. His sanctuary.

  “Lex,” she moaned. “That feels good. You feel—” She gasped when he withdrew until he was almost out of her, then slid back inside. She moaned. “Faster.”

  “No.”

  She lifted her hips. “Yes.”

  He stopped moving, rained kissed along her shoulder and neck. “It’s been three days. I’m not going to take you mindlessly and ruthlessly.”

  “Why not?”

  He chuckled. “Because I want to savor you first.” He rubbed his cheek against her soft skin, and she trembled. “I want your sweet responses. Your warmth. The way you hug me and pull me in. Only then can I give you what you want.”

  “You’re going to drive me insane.”

  That was the idea. He locked their hands and took his time sliding in and out of her moist heat, his movement measured. The feel of her never failed to humble him. Bring him to his knees. Her expression and moans became his cues. Rolling his hips to intensify her pleasure, his thrusts slow and tantalizing, he whispered endearments and trailed kisses on her skin.

  Her eyes filled with tears. He’d noticed she cried sometimes when she peaked. It scared the crap out of him the first time, until she’d explained. Now, the acknowledgment that she could become this undone in his arms without shame brought satisfaction. She was close. He felt it in the contracting muscles hugging his cock.

  He changed the tempo, moving faster and faster. Her mouth opened into a perfect O, her pupils dilating. He wanted to ride her orgasmic wave. Moving faster and faster, prolonging her pleasure. When her trembling slowed, he kissed her hard then changed their position and entered her from behind. Her muscles contracted around him as she cried out. He slammed into her, each thrust deeper.

  “Yes,” she wailed.

  He tilted his hips, going for a deeper penetration.

  “Don’t stop,” she gasped.

  He pushed her hard, hands gripping her hips, gut clenching as adrenaline pulsed through his veins. He cupped her perfect ass and squeezed, while she told him what she liked and how she liked it.

  “More,” she urged, wiggling her ass.

  Her uninhibited reaction set him on fire. He gave her what she needed, reaching for parts of her no man would ever touch again. He’d missed her. Missed touching her. Missed watching the light bounce off the sweat glistening on her golden skin. Missed hearing her scream with orgasm. He stroked the sexy curve of her body, moving down to her waist and caressing her stomach.

  Her knees lost their anchor on the bed. Lex lifted her off the bed and slid her along his shaft. Her breathing became harsh, a moan escaping her with each stroke. He knew he was being unfair, taking her with a ruthlessness that could have shocked any woman. Not Jillian. She knew when to dominate him and when to let him dominate her.

  She threw him a saucy look over her shoulder, her eyes feverish with passion. She liked seeing him lose it like this. Mindless with passion until he became merciless. He lowered her back on the bed and curved onto her back, one hand reaching down to stroke her swollen clitoris while the other cupped her breast and teased her nipples. She bucked, cursing. She was close again.

  His orgasm was building fast, but he refused to let go. He wanted her to scream his name one last time. Her body, coated with sweat, became slippery. Her erratic movements didn’t help.

  He grabbed her hair. It was enough to stop her from bucking. Now she was completely at his mercy. Faster and faster he moved, each movement angled for deeper penetration.

  “I’m going to come again,” she wailed.

  He licked her skin, then sunk his teeth into her shoulder until her moans became cries.

  “Lex…” She wailed.

  He knew the moment she fell apart because she gasped as though taking in her last breath, and then the trembling began. He drove into her again and again, wanting her entire body to feel the vibrations of her orgasm. He was helpless in the face of such undiluted passion and couldn’t hold off.

  His orgasm sucked him into a world where nothing else mattered but Jillian. Lex threw back his head as pleasure rippled through him. Her name tore from his lips, his body jerking as spasms rocked him. They didn’t stop. They went on and on, making his gut ache.

  They collapsed on the bed, limbs intertwined, skin glistening, and their breathing harsh. He held her tight, both of them shaking. It was a while before the roaring of blood in his ears stopped.

  “That was amazing,” Jillian whispered. “Every time, you find a way to push the pleasure up another notch. How?”

  He kissed her shoulder and nuzzled her neck. “I follow your cues. The sighs. Moans. Cries. Bites.” She chuckled, her muscles tightening and triggering his. He started to harden inside her.

  “Nah, I think you just know your way around a woman’s body,” she said.

  “More like around my woman’s body. Because no matter what labels people give you out there, Jillian Finnegan, you are mine.”

  ~*~

  Lex swatted Jillian’s butt cheek an hour later. “Time for a bath.”

  “Watch it.” Jillian threw him an admonishing glance over her shoulder. “I’m an equal opportunity spanker.”

  He wasn’t into bondage, but he wouldn’t mind experimenting with her. His eyes drank her in as she uncurled her limbs and stretched lazily. She was deliciously sweet and wickedly sexy. He loved that she was toned yet still managed to have lush curves. And that hair draping her back like
a curtain of spun gold was perfect for gripping during intense sexual moments.

  He wanted nothing more than to stay in bed with her, but his cousin was waiting. Faith and one of her seamstresses had accompanied him, and he’d promised to stay out of their way while they finished Jillian’s wedding gown.

  Faith was a perfectionist and a worrywart. His sister would have no problem marching to his room and knocking on his door. Not Faith. She’d pace and stress, until she was ready to explode. “You have a fitting before dinner.”

  “Fitting?” Jillian mumbled.

  “Your wedding dress,” he said and scooped her up. She looped her arm around his neck as he headed to the bathroom. “You need to get it out of the way.”

  “Did someone call? Troy cancelled today’s visits and changed them to tomorrow. The rest are back at home.”

  “Faith will be disappointed,” Lex said, lowering her to the floor.

  “Faith? Oh, no, don’t tell her. I wasn’t sure whether she was still on board. Troy can cancel everything. My last stunt is in the morning. If we head back immediately afterward, I could see her tomorrow afternoon.”

  Someone rattled on the door, but Lex ignored the sound. Instead, he tucked strands of hair away from Jillian’s face. “Faith flew in with me. She’s finishing your dress with a seamstress down the hall. In fact, they were working on it during the flight.”

  Jillian’s jaw dropped. Then she playfully smacked him on the chest. “Why didn’t you say so earlier? I would have skipped the sex and gone straight to the fitting.”

  He laughed. “Liar.”

  “Okay, maybe not the first round. The second round definitely.”

  “Are you saying I didn’t perform to your expectations the second time?”

  Pink tinted her cheeks. “Quit fishing for compliments. Did you see my dress? Is it pretty?” Then her eyes narrowed. “You’re not supposed to see the dress before the wedding. You’ll jinx us.”