Page 136 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 1

"And that's what Tyler does? Because last time I checked, taking advantage of someone when they're drunk isn't love."

"And what do you know about love? You're fucking married to a woman that you don't love. You didn't even love her when you got married. And instead of facing it and getting divorced, you just go around screwing students like it means nothing."

"I don't go around screwing students. You're the exception. You know that."

"Do I? Because I don't think I know you at all."

"You know me." He stood up. His fingers were gripping the side of the counter. "You'll never forget what it feels like to have my rock hard cock deep inside of you. You'll never be able to stop screaming my name."

I swallowed hard. Why was I suddenly aroused?Fuck him."I was already forgetting you. Tyler didn't take advantage of me. I told him that I wanted him. I asked him to fuck me."

"Because you were drunk."

"No! It was because you left me! Because I was numb! You ruined me." My voice cracked. I turned around. I didn't want to look at him. "You ruined me."

He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward him. "So it's my fault that you're loose?"

"I'm not loose." I shoved his chest so he'd let go of me. "You broke up with me. I was trying to get over you."

"I never broke up with you. I said I needed time."

"I gave you time. Weeks! In order to work things out, normal people usually talk. What was I supposed to think?"

"That's not how I work through things."

"That's not an excuse. Keep my phone. I'm leaving. I don't want to hear anything else you have to say." I stormed off toward the elevator doors.

"What is wrong with you?" He sounded so angry.

I turned back around. "What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you?!" He had no right to be angry with me. He was the one that had left me. Why did he even care that I was leaving? We were done.

"Stop acting like a child." He walked toward me.

"I'm not acting like a child. Get over yourself."

"I'm trying to talk to you now. Which is exactly what you wanted. You're being immature."

"And you're being an asshole!"

We both stood still, staring at each other. He lowered his eyebrows. He was looking at me in that hungry way. I gulped.

"You're infuriating, Penny."

Everything below my waistline clenched. He had said the same thing to me in his office the first time we had ever had sex. I was so mad at him. But somehow that made me want him even more. "Then punish me, Professor Hunter." I repeated the words that had started our tryst in the first place.

He took a step toward me, pressing my back against the wall. He pushed my tank top up my sides. It had been so long since he had looked at me like that. It was like a drug. And I needed more. I lifted my arms in the air and let him pull my shirt the rest of the way off. He grabbed my jaw and turned my face toward him. His fingers dug into my skin. "I will never share you again. Do you understand me?"

"Yes." My voice was shaky.How could I want him so badly right now?I had never been angrier with anyone in my life.

He shoved my yoga pants off my hips and down my thighs. I stepped out of them. He put his hands on the wall on either side of my face. "I want to fuck you. Hard. Is that what you want?"

"Yes," I gasped. He wasn't touching me, but I had never felt so aroused.

He pushed his sweatpants down, grabbed my ass, and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around him as he sunk his cock deep inside of me.

Oh God.I closed my eyes and let the sensation fill me. He moved his hips fast, knocking my ass against the wall. I buried my hands in his hair, pulling his head down to my neck. He placed a kiss against my collarbone. He squeezed my ass as his length went in and out of me. I could feel his hot, ragged breath against my neck. I groaned.

"You think I ruined you?" he whispered into my ear. He thrust his cock even deeper.