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I like that he likes it.
God, we are both so messed up.
Maddox releases my lips and slides his hand through my hair. “About fucking time, Kyra.”
CHAPTER NINETEEN
MADDOX
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In two seconds flat, I could have my zipper down, cock out, and slam inside Kyra. But I know she would hate me for it.
More so than kidnapping her.
She’s so fucking turned on by this place, it's messing with her mind. She wants me touching her and yet feels ashamed.
In time, she’ll get over it.
Then again, the thought of fucking her and others seeing her pussy doesn’t sit well with me. Which is the polar opposite of last weekend. I had a girl spread out on the table ten feet from where I am sitting now and was licking champagne from her clit.
Kyra is different.
Why?
Because she is engaged to Pierce?
I don’t know why I feel the way I do about this woman, but I keep my hand in her hair and leave my cock where it is.
“Let’s dance.” I say and stand, lifting Kyra with me.
She wraps her legs around me and I smirk, carrying her out of our usual restricted private area onto the dance floor.
“I don’t want to dance. I want you to fuck me.” She pouts.
“No, you don’t.” I drop her to the floor, and she scrunches her face, glancing around.
A topless woman wearing a Chanel skirt sways to the fast beat as a man fondles her.
Kyra moans.
I pull her against me and kiss her again.
“Watching you get turned on is making me hard as fuck.”
She presses her stomach against my cock and my lip twitches. “Then do something about it.”
“Maybe you have Stockholm syndrome.”
I want to hear that I’m wrong. That climbing on my lap and kissing me like I belonged to her was because she was jealous of that woman eye fucking me across the room. It damn well felt like it.
I want to hear that she craved me all day and was lying about being in love with my father. I don’t know for sure, but I’m almost certain it’s not true.
I regret my harsh words to her this morning. It’s not like me to lose control and lash out. My emotions took over. After fucking her once? What is that?
What I do know is that there’s no fucking way in hell I’m letting her go and standing back while Pierce marries her.
My chest swelled when she kissed me with such possession moments ago. I want more of that. I want Kyra to show me I’m not alone in how I feel.