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breath, she twisted
in his grip. “I’m trying to take good care of him.” Which is exactly why I
haven’t taken him yet .
    Elias breathed a low rumbling growl into her ear. “You’d
better be taking good care of me , babe. I don’t give a rat’s ass about
Jesse.”
    But I do . Guilt and fury swamped her, stirring her
fighting instincts. She kicked backward and caught his shin hard enough he
cursed. “I think I saw to you already.”
    “Nah, that was just the appetizer.” He swiped his tongue
along the curve of her ear. “We’re going to take a long, sweaty ride while you
buck for all you’re worth. You want to fight me. You want me to conquer
you, tame you to my hands and my body like a green-broke mare. Every time we
fuck each other into a stupor, you make me prove I’m man enough for you. So
buck. Fight. Or better yet…”
    He leaned in, shoving with his body hard enough that her
breath rushed out on a groan, but he released her hands. “Try to drag me into a
death roll at the bottom of the river.”
    His fingers locked on her nipple in a fierce pinch that sent
shockwaves tearing through her. Where he’d teased before, he punished now.
Every alarm and button in her body went on high alert. He’d deliberately let go
of her hands—so she could struggle more, harder, and work him to a fevered
pitch. She jammed her elbows back into his ribs, kicked him, threw her head
back at his face, even raked her nails down his forearm braced beside her.
    He didn’t duck or try to stop her blows, but he kept her
tight to the wall. It took all her strength, throwing her body like a weapon
and using the wall for leverage, to gain an inch against him, while his fingers
rolled and tugged her breast. His teeth sank into her shoulder, working closer
and closer to her nape.
    His hardened cock pressed against her buttocks, and she
redoubled her efforts. To get him inside me.
    Their panting echoed in the room, the dull thuds of flesh on
flesh echoing, promising more, so much more. She could only imagine what it
sounded like to Jesse downstairs.
    As if Elias knew she’d thought of the other man, he growled
in her ear. “Can he take you like this, Vik? Can he make you groan and sweat
facedown against the wall? Can he ride you at your worst, no matter how bad you
buck and kick?”
    “No,” she wheezed out, her cheek smashed so hard against the
wall it was hard to talk. “But I bet he’ll give me a good ride.”
    Elias let out a vicious growl against her ear, jerked her hips
back, and surged inside her.
     
    Damn her and those torturous images she’d managed to lodge
in his mind. All too easily, he could see her working the kid over as hard as
he was taking her now. In fact, if she had him flat against the wall beneath
her, Elias could be taking them both without even laying a finger on the man.
    He shuddered.
    The thought should have disgusted him. He’d never once
considered having another man anywhere near him while he made love to a woman. But
for Vicki…
    “Don’t you dare,” she retorted, shoving harder against him.
“I’m not done with you yet.”
    Weaving his fingers with hers, he held her hands against the
wall and eased his attack. She arched and rubbed against him like a cat,
purring against his cheek. Vicki hot and wild, or smoldering tenderness, God,
he’d missed her. “What are you doing to me, babe?”
    She choked out a laugh. “You really don’t know?”
    He tried to find the words. How sorry he was that he’d run
out on her when things got too complicated. How much he valued her strength,
intelligence, and dedication to her job. How sorry he was that Donnie had died,
and how terrified he’d been at the thought of leaving her like that.
    It could happen any moment. The cartels were stronger than
ever. More drugs hit the streets every single day, no matter how hard his team
worked. They’d never keep the streets clean.
    “Vicki…”
    “I know,” she whispered, twisting her mouth back toward