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Who in their right mind would give a girl like this up?

Lifting her leg, I slid closer. “Open my trousers, pet.”

V swallowed and looked down. With a shaky hand, she unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers without breathing. Her eyes returned, searching mine, desperate for another order, and I kissed her because I couldn’t help myself. Her low moan and rolling hips brought the beast out.

“Take my dick out, V.”

A shuddering sigh escaped her mouth into mine, and I gripped her wrists harder and clutched her soft thigh. “Yes.”

I couldn’t wait to be buried inside of her.

Biting her lower lip, the red-cheeked huntress reached down and slid her hand into my boxer-briefs. It took everything in me not to quake under her touch, but I kept perfectly still. Her hesitant fingers wrapped loosely around my cock, then stroked it roughly enough to get a sound from my throat.

Luminous eyes flicked up to meet mine. “Like this?”

“Yes,” I answered hoarsely, bucking into her hand to relieve some of the tension.

I wasn’t going to last with a full day of tension.

Yanking her underwear, I tore through one side and pushed it away from her lewd opening. I released her arms and quickly positioned myself between her legs, then thrust shallowly into her twice before sinking my already rock-hard cock to the hilt.

Her surprised gasp was shortly followed by a moan. “Phil—”

I devoured her mouth, pleasure swelling into my waist, and I chased the spots I knew would get her to cry out the most.

It wasn’t long before she had her legs wrapped around my waist, bouncing on my erection with every hard thrust, a symphony of sexy sounds spilling from her mouth. Not long after, V came for the third time.

When she nearly collapsed to the floor, I gathered the huntress up in my arms to take over to the bed. It wasn’t my intention to stop, but the sultry minx locked arms around my shoulders and refused to let me get far.

“Not yet,” she whispered. “We’re not done.”

I took hold of her neck and angled her head back. With a sly smirk, I swooped down to bite and suck along her throat. V’s satisfied sigh and deep-chested groan made me drive my cock into her wet heat again.

Like I couldn’t help myself, because I really couldn’t.

My hips smacked into her loudly, an echo of it overpowering any other sound, and I tasted her mouth, breasts, and the curve of her shoulder, desperate to leave my mark all over her body despite knowing I never could.

As her body bowed and gleamed with perspiration in the moonlight, I vowed silently to never let her go. Not to Sloan. Not to anyone.

V was mine.