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hands shook at her sides.
    I had to admit, I
enjoyed her reaction. I affected her in every way, physically and
emotionally. She couldn’t hide a damn thing from me.
    Taking her by the
shoulder, I brought her to the bed. “Lie down,” I said. “Open
your legs.”
    As she lay back, she
looked so fragile and vulnerable that my need to protect her roared
to the surface. Protect her and fuck her exactly like she deserved.
    Legs spread wide, she
held out her slender arms. God, what she did to me.
    I kneeled on the edge
of the bed and wrapped her in my body. I entered her hard and fast,
possessing her with every inch as I listened to her gasp my name.
    My name, not her
husband’s.
    Because she belonged to
me, and always would. While he’d left her out in the world alone,
I’d saved her. I’d seen how precious she was.
    Every stroke felt so
primitive and powerful that I shuddered against her. Her pussy was
wet and silky, almost too tight for me. I thrust into her, watching
her face and sliding my shaft against her clit, knowing just how to
make my sweet Jane come.
    Arms locked around my
neck, she moaned with the kind of pleasure only I could give her.
“You need this, don’t you?” I said.
    “Yes,” she panted.
    “I love giving it to
you.”
    Her thighs tightened
around me and her flat belly contracted. “Give it to me, Drex.
Please. I can’t wait.”
    “You won’t have
to.”
    I plundered her, each
thrust deeper and more complete than the last. A sheen of sweat
covered her breasts. With a sharp cry, she looked up at me, bit her
lip, and let go. An orgasm began to shake her from her pretty
red-painted toes all the way up her body. I wanted to last, to see
her finish coming before I exploded into her, but I was an animal,
too pumped up and too far gone to stop.
    I grabbed her hair in
my hands and covered her mouth with mine. Our kiss was everything it
always had been – deep, passionate, obscenely sexy. I tasted and
explored her tongue as my cock filled her with every last drop of my
come.
    She was so tight around
me, a perfect fit. I was penetrating her, pleasuring her, and owning
her. She belonged to me again, and would forever.
    I held her against me
as if we could stop time by grabbing on to each other. Nobody had
ever hugged me so long, or so hard.
    Damn our circumstances.
I was going to stay like this all afternoon. All week. For the rest
of my life.
    “Blue Eyes,” I
said, framing her cheek in my hand.
    She let out a long,
ragged sigh and smiled. At the same time, a door opened downstairs.
    We stared at each
other. Her eyes were wide and stunned.
    “Who’s that?” I
whispered.
    “It must be David,”
she said. “He’s home early.”
    Even in that moment,
knowing how close I was to discovery and total disaster, I hated
hearing her speak his name. It sounded too familiar and way too
intimate.
    She wasn’t his. She
was mine. I’d just proved it.
    The hell with it – I wanted him to find
us. I wanted him to see her with her legs spread wide, my cock
possessing her the way his never would. I was ready for a showdown,
right here, with twenty reporters outside with their ears practically
pinned to the wall.
    Wasn’t that what I’d
come for? To reclaim her? To prove possession and crush David Blair
into the dirt for being a shitty husband?
    Jane slid out from
under me and tossed me my shirt. “I’ll try to distract him,”
she said, grabbing a dress from the closet and slipping it over her
head. “Go out the back the way you came in.”
    “I’m not going
anywhere,” I said, rolling onto my back. This wasn’t a bad bed
considering the God-awful quilt. Pretty damn comfortable, actually.
    “ What? ”
she hissed, her eyes round.
    “Come on, Jane.
You’re coming back to me sooner or later.”
    Clearly frantic, she
fisted her hair in both hands. “You can’t do this, Drex.”
    I casually put my palms
behind my head. It might seem cruel to confront a man with a cock as
big as mine, but that’s what