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answered her.
She shrugged off the disappointment over not hearing his voice, tightened her grip on the silver key and strode toward him. Halfway across the room, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her gaze darted to the bed. She sucked in a breath at the sight that met her. Wrinkled sheets, no Ian.
“Wha—”
An arm hooked around her waist, and she was yanked against a hard body. Her air rushed out. The scent of cinnamon filled her lungs with her next breath.
Ian.
“Oh, but there is.” He pressed his lips to her ear. “I want to hear it.”
“It’s not going to happen.” She pushed at the arm locked around her. He tightened his grip, and she growled. “Let me go.”
An answering rumbly sound shook his chest. It whipped through her. She closed her eyes and fought her instant lust.
“Say my name first, Tegan.”
She shook her head. “You don’t get to order me around, Hunter .”
He clamped his mouth over the wildly beating vein in her neck. Flat teeth pressed against her skin. She froze. The lick of his tongue tore a moan from her. Nibbles along the column of her throat weakened her knees. She leaned into him, the reaction one she couldn’t stop. He eased back, and his heated breath sent tingles skipping across her wet skin.
“I told you that between us, the only power you have over me is what I give you, and”—he trailed his lips to her ear—“I’m not giving you any until you say my name.”
She dug her nails into his arms but didn’t push him away. She clung to him. Ian had always commanded her body and directed her pleasure. All it had taken was his touch. The addition of his confident voice whispered in her ear heightened his appeal.
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and gave it a tug. “Say it.”
“How did you get free?” she asked to change the subject.
He shoved her shirt out of the way and stroked his fingers over her stomach. She focused on her breathing, anything to avoid giving in to his seductive charms.
“Don’t ignore me, Hunter.” She swallowed hard. “How did you get free?”
He used his other hand to turn her head. Hazel eyes captured hers. “Say. My. Name.”
“Ian.” She heard the word come out of her mouth. She hadn’t meant to let it escape. His focused stare demanded her obedience. She had no choice but to give it.
The skin at the corners of his eyes crinkled. She couldn’t tear her gaze away to see the smile she knew caused the reaction.
“Thank you, Tegan. Now kiss me. I’ve missed you.”
He pressed his mouth to hers and gently licked the seam. Unable to resist, she parted her lips. He slipped inside and slowly twined his tongue with hers.
He always greeted her the same way, kissing her as if they had all the time in the world to love each other. It made her feel special. Treasured. Loved.
It was a lie.
He’d always walked out of their dream and welcomed another lover into his arms. A real one, not the figment of his imagination he’d thought her.
She turned her head, breaking the kiss, and his parted lips skimmed over her cheek, leaving heat and shattered promises behind. “Release me.”
“You don’t really want that.” He trailed his fingers lower, not quite covering her jeans-covered mound, but close. So close her clit thumped, eager for his touch. “You want me to lay you down and finally make love to you, don’t you?”
She thought about denying him, but with his cock pressed against her spine, she couldn’t force the lie out. “Yes.”
“Thank goodness, baby. I ache. I need to feel your greedy body gripping my dick.” He kissed the spot right below her ear. “Might die if I don’t.”
He popped the button on her jeans. The zipper got tugged, and the satin barrier of her panties got shoved to the side. He plunged two fingers into her core and pumped them before she could react.
“So wet. So hot for me. Fucking love it.”
She whimpered. She’d craved his voice whispering in her ear. Every time he came to her,
She shrugged off the disappointment over not hearing his voice, tightened her grip on the silver key and strode toward him. Halfway across the room, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her gaze darted to the bed. She sucked in a breath at the sight that met her. Wrinkled sheets, no Ian.
“Wha—”
An arm hooked around her waist, and she was yanked against a hard body. Her air rushed out. The scent of cinnamon filled her lungs with her next breath.
Ian.
“Oh, but there is.” He pressed his lips to her ear. “I want to hear it.”
“It’s not going to happen.” She pushed at the arm locked around her. He tightened his grip, and she growled. “Let me go.”
An answering rumbly sound shook his chest. It whipped through her. She closed her eyes and fought her instant lust.
“Say my name first, Tegan.”
She shook her head. “You don’t get to order me around, Hunter .”
He clamped his mouth over the wildly beating vein in her neck. Flat teeth pressed against her skin. She froze. The lick of his tongue tore a moan from her. Nibbles along the column of her throat weakened her knees. She leaned into him, the reaction one she couldn’t stop. He eased back, and his heated breath sent tingles skipping across her wet skin.
“I told you that between us, the only power you have over me is what I give you, and”—he trailed his lips to her ear—“I’m not giving you any until you say my name.”
She dug her nails into his arms but didn’t push him away. She clung to him. Ian had always commanded her body and directed her pleasure. All it had taken was his touch. The addition of his confident voice whispered in her ear heightened his appeal.
He caught her earlobe between his teeth and gave it a tug. “Say it.”
“How did you get free?” she asked to change the subject.
He shoved her shirt out of the way and stroked his fingers over her stomach. She focused on her breathing, anything to avoid giving in to his seductive charms.
“Don’t ignore me, Hunter.” She swallowed hard. “How did you get free?”
He used his other hand to turn her head. Hazel eyes captured hers. “Say. My. Name.”
“Ian.” She heard the word come out of her mouth. She hadn’t meant to let it escape. His focused stare demanded her obedience. She had no choice but to give it.
The skin at the corners of his eyes crinkled. She couldn’t tear her gaze away to see the smile she knew caused the reaction.
“Thank you, Tegan. Now kiss me. I’ve missed you.”
He pressed his mouth to hers and gently licked the seam. Unable to resist, she parted her lips. He slipped inside and slowly twined his tongue with hers.
He always greeted her the same way, kissing her as if they had all the time in the world to love each other. It made her feel special. Treasured. Loved.
It was a lie.
He’d always walked out of their dream and welcomed another lover into his arms. A real one, not the figment of his imagination he’d thought her.
She turned her head, breaking the kiss, and his parted lips skimmed over her cheek, leaving heat and shattered promises behind. “Release me.”
“You don’t really want that.” He trailed his fingers lower, not quite covering her jeans-covered mound, but close. So close her clit thumped, eager for his touch. “You want me to lay you down and finally make love to you, don’t you?”
She thought about denying him, but with his cock pressed against her spine, she couldn’t force the lie out. “Yes.”
“Thank goodness, baby. I ache. I need to feel your greedy body gripping my dick.” He kissed the spot right below her ear. “Might die if I don’t.”
He popped the button on her jeans. The zipper got tugged, and the satin barrier of her panties got shoved to the side. He plunged two fingers into her core and pumped them before she could react.
“So wet. So hot for me. Fucking love it.”
She whimpered. She’d craved his voice whispering in her ear. Every time he came to her,