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“You got to sleep last Monday.”

Uh-oh. Danger, danger, Loni. “And now I want to sleepthisMonday.”

“You could… or…”

“Or what?”

His grin is full of wicked promise. “Just remember what I said two Mondays ago. Okay?”

Huh?

“Adrian. You’re confusing me.”

“So? You’re tempting me.”

Yeah… this was a mistake. Even so, I play dumb. “To do what?”

“This.”

He throws his leg over me, the head of his cock nudging me in the thigh. He nips the edge of my jaw. The heat of his mouth sears me down to my core; his weight coupled with his dick sliding upward so that it’s nestled in the fold of my groin has me desperate to shift my position so that the head would accidentally slip inside.

Just the tip…

Suddenly, I’m seventeen again. He could fuck me so easily, but Adrian Heller never needed to work to convince me to open my legs to him then. Now? He forced me to marry him. He made me his prisoner, whether that was his intent or not. I’m at his mercy, just like I always used to be, only I don’thaveto be.

I start to wiggle out from under him.

A possessive hand lands on my hip. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“My side of the bed,” I snap.

His face turns stricken for all of two seconds before he smirks. “Sorry.” He’s so not sorry. “You said you were hot. I was just outside. The temp in here isn’t that bad, but I got it wrong, didn’t I? It’s not the heat wave getting you hot. It’s the way you react to me, isn’t it?”

Is he fucking kidding me?

I glare at him.

His smirk widens into a flat-out dare.

I take a deep breath.

It’s that smirk.

That fucking smirk.

Part of me is willing to do anything to erase that smirk off of his handsome face. The other part? It wants to touch him. Kiss him.Fuckhim. It’s the same part I was unable to resist when we were in high school, and I hate that all it takes is his naked body and that goddamn smirk to get a reaction out of me.

And, oh, does he get one.

Reaching low, never once looking away from him, I grab his dick.

Well, I got rid of the smirk. Then again, the way my palm wraps around his erection… the way his body jolts and his pale green eyes deepen… the sharp breath and the sudden need and desire he can’t quite hide… I release him, but it’s too late.

I’m suddenly Pandora and, oh, did I just open up a box.

“What was that? Here.” He shifts his hips toward me. “Do it again.”

I shake my head.