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She pulled herself up to meet my lips, and once again, the chemistry ignited between us. She was insatiable, trying to establish dominance in our kiss.

But that’s not how this was going to go. I stood. “You wet for me?”

She nodded breathlessly.

“Baby, I’m not fucking you for the first time on this couch.”

A sly smile unfolded on her face.

“No, when I slide my cock into your slick pussy, it’s going to be on a bed with plenty of room for all the ways I intend to fuck your brains out.”

She looked away. “Promises, promises.”

I shut her up with another kiss.

CHAPTER 18

Grace

I whimperedwhen Terry broke the kiss way earlier than I expected or wanted. When he said he wanted to fuck my brains out, I went sopping wet. No one had talked dirty to me like that before.

The professional businesswoman in me should have been repulsed, but the cavewoman was loose, and she liked that she brought out the animal in her man.

He leaned over and scooped me up in his arms—as if I wasn’t five foot nine with curves. “You’re coming to my bed.”

His eyes were molten desire, and I couldn’t help myself. “We could do it in the backseat of your sexy car.”

“I was thinking of spreading you out on the hood,” he joked.

“Okay.” That naughty image sent a surge of tingles to my lady parts. What would it be like to be taken by this man that way?

Butwildwas not a word anybody used to describe me, and when he started down the stairs, fear reared its ugly head. “You were joking, right?”

He stopped. “Not that adventurous?”

He’d called my bluff. “With my cut, maybe the bed would be better.”

“Okay.” He turned us around and went back up the stairs. “But since you suggested it, the hood of the car is going on the list.”

Goddamn, that thought was hot. I leaned into his strong warmth and closed my eyes. This was where I belonged.

When we reached his bedroom, he set me on my feet.

After licking my lips, I stretched up and brushed my tongue over his mouth.

He groaned with me as our mouths crashed together. The kiss was feverish. We were all gas and no brake. His fingers bit into my ass, but he carefully avoided my injury.

I am not a weak damsel.The cavewoman was in charge and words I’d never said before came out hoarsely as I pulled my top off. “I want you to fuck me now.” I couldn’t believe I’d asked him tofuck meusing exactly those words.

He reached behind me, unhooking my bra and tossing it aside. His gaze ignited as he looked down at my chest. “You have the greatest tits.”

“You’re talking too much,” I answered as I cupped his erection.

“You asking me to sink my cock deep inside your pussy, baby?”

“God, yes…” I whimpered. I was putty in his hands. His words and the feel of his length eliminated any filter. “Take me. Fuck me like you mean it, like I’m yours.”

“You are mine.”