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“I want to make you feel good and safe. I want to prove to you that I can take care of you.” My phone rings, and I curse, glancing at the number on the screen. “One moment.” I put the caller on hold. “Come with me.”

I take the stairs two at a time, knowing she is right behind me. In my closet, I find the rabbit vibe I want to use on her.

“Use this on yourself and get yourself ready. No coming until I come back. Got it?” She is still mine, still under contract, and I smirk as she realizes that.

She takes the vibe from my hand. “Yes, Sir. I’ll be waiting.”

“Perfect.” I caress her shoulders, press one more kiss to her birthmark, then stride out of the room, intent on taking care of business so I can get back to making her scream my name.

21 MCKENNA

As soon as Adrian leaves the bedroom, I make a beeline for the bathroom because I need a moment.

Adrian left my head spinning.

My head is floaty with desire, my body is throbbing with need.

Splashing water on my face, I try to get it together and close my eyes against my reflection. I’ve always known who I was, the daughter of a brilliant scientist, a girl who loved horses, a woman set on achieving higher education and opening the equine sanctuary of her dreams.

But when Adrian McIntyre breathes near me, I turn into someone else.

A woman who wants to be on her knees.

A woman who wants to say, “Yes, Sir.”

A woman who feels wanted by how his blazing gaze takes in every inch of her and how she wants more of his fiery touch.

He can do things to me, the things I crave.

And he’s shown me his softer side, the side that he hides behind and guards that he lets so few people see.

With him, I feel more like me, but I don’t know if I could abandon the life I have planned. He says I won’t have to because he’ll alter his life for me, but I don’t know if I want that.

Would he blame me for not living up to his responsibilities? For walking away from his family obligations?

I should be happy that his rough treatment has stopped, that these last few hours with him, I’ll remember in a good way.

Spying the bottle of lube, I lube up the vibrator. I like how it fits right in my hand. The silicone is soft, and the button is tiny. I can press down on it easily.

Lying down, I spread my legs.

My heart is lighter because he doesn’t hate me.

I spread my legs, easing the toy into my pussy. I force myself to pay attention to what I am doing, to feel how the toy moves in my body, to adjust to the slight weight. I position the smaller piece of the vibe against my clit.

The vibrator’s shaft hits the wall of my vagina in a good way, and the shorter part that’s on my clit is a pleasant sensation.

He told me not to come, but pulsating sensations are spreading from my core, up my body, drawing my nipples to tight points, making me twist on the bed. My fingertips slip off the toy, but I tighten my grip, moaning as the vibrations rapid fire through my system.

“Ready for me, hellion?” He strides into the room.

My mouth goes dry at the sight of him deliciously naked.

He palms his cock. Lust shimmers in his eyes.

“Yes, Sir!”

“Spread those legs even wider. I want to see you use that vibrator on yourself. Ramp it up to the highest setting.”

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