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“No.”
I grinned. It was almost as though she’d read my mind. I didn’t want her docile and too submissive. I wanted her to make me work for it. I was on edge from wanting her when she was within reach. I’d denied myself these past weeks. But now, I wanted to make her cave.
“No, Maxim. This isn’t?—”
I lunged after her, holding her close. Heat spread from the small of her bare back into my hand as I flattened my fingers over her smooth skin. Flush against me, she teased me with the twin pokes of her hard nipples against my chest.
“Have you forgotten?” I growled, dragging my nose along her jaw and ending with a kiss below her ear. She canted her head back, giving me access and probably unaware of what she was doing.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I reminded her.
“But…” She thrust her hands between us as if she could try to push me away. “We can’t just?—”
I kissed her hard, punishing her with the demand of my mouth over hers. It silenced her as I pulled her shirt higher. Only breaking the kiss to force the fabric over her head, I quickly used it to capture her hands behind her back.
Muffled murmurs of protest didn’t leave her lips. I kissed her again, rough and commandeering to silence her as I wrapped her hands and left them secured together behind her. Satisfied that I had her hands bound, I stepped back.
Her lips glistened, parted as she panted for air after that kiss. Relishing the fire in her green eyes as she glowered at me, Istepped back and grabbed the hem of her shorts. One swift yank down bared the rest of her to me.
“Maxim, I don’t?—”
Another kiss shut her up.
Walking her back to the bed, I overcame her attempts to step aside and dodge me.
“Wait—”
Again, I kissed her quiet, and like every other press of my mouth against hers since I’d come in this room, she replied in kind, grunting with the effort to match my urgency and kiss me back just as hard.
“Max—”
This time, I ducked, cutting her off with a squeak of alarm as I picked her up and carried her the rest of the way to the bed.
21
SLOANE
He draped me over his shoulder, and with my ass in the air, near his head, I feared that he’d spank me too. There wasn’t far to go, but with how suddenly he’d stormed in here and demanded to have sex, I wasn’t sure if I could guess his next move anymore.
He’d caught me off-guard.
Showing up and wanting me was a hell of a plot twist after leaving me to my solitude.
Telling me he wanted an heir from me was a sneaky shock.
Kissing me with that wicked need was the ultimate temptation I couldn’t resist.
This was so wrong.
He’d kidnapped me.
I was supposed to be getting out of here and saving myself.
But as he tossed me partly onto the bed and I rolled to get on my feet and run, he prevented me from putting a single inch ofspace between us. His hard body was a wall of muscle and heat, trapping me in place. All of that glorious tattooed skin rubbed against me, making me damn near purr for more of his touch despite knowing I shouldn’t want him at all.
“Be a good girl,” he taunted as he caught me and shifted me until I was plastered to the bed. I turned my head so I could breathe and not have my face shoved down to the soft comforter. He stretched out over me, his big, thick dick probing at my ass crack.
“Maxim.” I tried to protest, but every time I wiggled to get free, it was further torture that I couldn’t get enough of.