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cock and my fingertips tease his balls.
His eyes are rolling back into his head. He’s breathing so hard.
“I like fucking your ass,” I whisper.
That’s all it takes.
He shoves himself once more into my throat and comes in a mighty burst down my throat.
In a fraction of a second, he’s got me by the shoulders, slamming me against the mattress, climbing on top of me. In the seconds it takes me to realize he’s somehow escaped the cuffs, he’s got his cock pushed firmly into me. He’s got his hands around my wrists.
“You’re mine, Red. I’m in charge now. You will like it.”
He fucks me hard and rough, pinning me down, never loosening his grip on my wrists. His cock feels good and gets me wet and loose, but through my haze, I notice he seems frenzied. There’s a desperate quality to the way he pounds into me. Like he knows this is the last time.
We come in the same breath as he thrusts into me, filling me so fully I see stars. He convulses. I moan.
When he pulls out, he leans over me. He puts his hands around my face and touches his forehead down to mine.
“Jesus, Red. You really fuck me up.”
“You fuck me up, too.” I grab onto his shoulder and tug him closer. Close enough that I can bury my face in the crook of his arm. “I can’t imagine never fucking you again.” Tears fill my throat, so sudden I don’t have time to keep them out of my voice when I say, “I don’t want to go.”
“Oh, Red.” He strokes my hair out of my face, then stretches out beside me. He puts a leg over both of mine and looks into my eyes. “I’m a goddamned liar, and I do want you. But I can never have you, baby.” He brings his mouth down on mine and kisses me deep and hard. And when he pulls away, he sits up, takes my hand, and kisses it.
“I’ll tell you,” he says, pulling a blanket over his lap. “And you’ll see that I’m weak. Why you shouldn’t know. Why you’re in danger now. I’m so afraid I ruined your life, baby.” He drops his head into his hands and exhales roughly. Looks back up at me. “When I’m done with the story, you’re going to go.”
CHAPTER TEN
RED
“Where do you want me to start?” Race asks. “How much of this shit do you really want to hear?”
“All of it.” Because I can’t seem to know enough about you.
He draws his knees up and rests his muscle-corded forearms on them. He casts one brief look my way before he sets his gaze on the wall in front of the bed. Silence swells to fill the seconds, and my heart beats harder with anticipation.
“Cookie and I knew each other as children. She was a cute little black-haired girl, and I was…I don’t know, a boy six years older. We played together at the Hamptons every summer while our fathers talked business. And that was it.” He drums his knee. “Until she needed to inherit. Her grandfather had a daughter who settled down with a woman. He didn’t want that to happen again, so there was a marriage clause. The guy here today, one of them—” he slides his eyes to me— “tried to help her get out of it, apparently. He’s a married lawyer but says he was in love with her.”
I blink, already opening my mouth to fire off questions. But he goes on.
“I called Bob yesterday for the NDA. Bob’s my cousin and my manager. He said he’d have someone bring it. A lawyer, obviously. So when Linn showed up saying Bob sent him, I had no reason not to believe him.” He huffs his breath out. “He had a big guy with him. The guy…” He drops his gaze to the bed.
“The guy from the tree house,” I say softly.
He puts a hand over his face. “I thought he was Linn’s body guard. But Linn used to do a lot of business with the Smythsons, so alarm bells were ringing. I couldn’t shake the idea of…” He shakes his head. “I was worried about you, so I left them there and came to check on you. Put you in the basement. Where you
His eyes are rolling back into his head. He’s breathing so hard.
“I like fucking your ass,” I whisper.
That’s all it takes.
He shoves himself once more into my throat and comes in a mighty burst down my throat.
In a fraction of a second, he’s got me by the shoulders, slamming me against the mattress, climbing on top of me. In the seconds it takes me to realize he’s somehow escaped the cuffs, he’s got his cock pushed firmly into me. He’s got his hands around my wrists.
“You’re mine, Red. I’m in charge now. You will like it.”
He fucks me hard and rough, pinning me down, never loosening his grip on my wrists. His cock feels good and gets me wet and loose, but through my haze, I notice he seems frenzied. There’s a desperate quality to the way he pounds into me. Like he knows this is the last time.
We come in the same breath as he thrusts into me, filling me so fully I see stars. He convulses. I moan.
When he pulls out, he leans over me. He puts his hands around my face and touches his forehead down to mine.
“Jesus, Red. You really fuck me up.”
“You fuck me up, too.” I grab onto his shoulder and tug him closer. Close enough that I can bury my face in the crook of his arm. “I can’t imagine never fucking you again.” Tears fill my throat, so sudden I don’t have time to keep them out of my voice when I say, “I don’t want to go.”
“Oh, Red.” He strokes my hair out of my face, then stretches out beside me. He puts a leg over both of mine and looks into my eyes. “I’m a goddamned liar, and I do want you. But I can never have you, baby.” He brings his mouth down on mine and kisses me deep and hard. And when he pulls away, he sits up, takes my hand, and kisses it.
“I’ll tell you,” he says, pulling a blanket over his lap. “And you’ll see that I’m weak. Why you shouldn’t know. Why you’re in danger now. I’m so afraid I ruined your life, baby.” He drops his head into his hands and exhales roughly. Looks back up at me. “When I’m done with the story, you’re going to go.”
CHAPTER TEN
RED
“Where do you want me to start?” Race asks. “How much of this shit do you really want to hear?”
“All of it.” Because I can’t seem to know enough about you.
He draws his knees up and rests his muscle-corded forearms on them. He casts one brief look my way before he sets his gaze on the wall in front of the bed. Silence swells to fill the seconds, and my heart beats harder with anticipation.
“Cookie and I knew each other as children. She was a cute little black-haired girl, and I was…I don’t know, a boy six years older. We played together at the Hamptons every summer while our fathers talked business. And that was it.” He drums his knee. “Until she needed to inherit. Her grandfather had a daughter who settled down with a woman. He didn’t want that to happen again, so there was a marriage clause. The guy here today, one of them—” he slides his eyes to me— “tried to help her get out of it, apparently. He’s a married lawyer but says he was in love with her.”
I blink, already opening my mouth to fire off questions. But he goes on.
“I called Bob yesterday for the NDA. Bob’s my cousin and my manager. He said he’d have someone bring it. A lawyer, obviously. So when Linn showed up saying Bob sent him, I had no reason not to believe him.” He huffs his breath out. “He had a big guy with him. The guy…” He drops his gaze to the bed.
“The guy from the tree house,” I say softly.
He puts a hand over his face. “I thought he was Linn’s body guard. But Linn used to do a lot of business with the Smythsons, so alarm bells were ringing. I couldn’t shake the idea of…” He shakes his head. “I was worried about you, so I left them there and came to check on you. Put you in the basement. Where you
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