Page 66 of Sold to Her Enemy

“Damn you, Mckenna!” He cries as he releases deep inside me.

Our bodies press together, our skin slick with sweat. I pant against him, feeling like I’m a rumpled mess and not caring.

He holds me as he shudders and as my body hums around his cock with the aftershocks.

“You’re still mine. The weekend isn’t over yet, and we’ve only started tonight,” he says against my lips.

He gently sets me on my feet and bends down, picking up the panties he made me wear, holding them out for my foot to slip into them as he pulls them up between my legs.

“I love that my cum is in you, and these panties are going to catch it. Maybe I’ll make you sleep in them tonight.”

I’m blushing furiously as he meets my eyes. He grins with a wolfish, unguarded smile, making my heart leap.

This is the Adrian I had carefully hidden under wraps in my memories.

“I think you’ll be fine. The dress is a little ripped.”

“I liked the dress.”

His hand is on my waist like he doesn’t want to let me go. He adjusts the dress, so it falls over my chest to my waist and tries to hide the ripped seam.

“I’ll buy you ten more, hellion.”

I laugh because he’s so earnest, and he believes it.

“Now what?” I whisper.

“Now we go out there, have a quick dessert, and then say our goodbyes. I have plans for you, my needy slut.”

“Like what?”

He brushes his thumb across my lower lip. “Maybe you aren’t telling me everything you know, Mckenna, or maybe you really don’t know anything about your father’s formulas, but I will interrogate you until I’m completely satisfied.”

My pussy clenches so hard I stumble.

Adrian laughs. “You like that idea?”

“I might. I like that you don’t hate me.”

He clamps a hand on the back of my neck, pulling me close to him. “Don’t misunderstand me, Mckenna, I’m not happy. You ignored my phone calls. You could have reached out to me.”

“I thought you didn’t want me!” I protest. It’s hollow, I know, but it’s true.

Okay, it’s not entirely true. I didn’t think Adrian would respond, and I couldn’t bear his rejection. And I guess a part of me was holding out hope.

“I kept hoping that my father would appear. I know that’s silly. But I thought if I reached out to you…I don’t know if he’d take it as me siding with you who called the Feds on him, and he wouldn’t return to me.”

Adrian raises an eyebrow. “So you don’t think your father will come back?”

“I don’t know what to think,” I admit.

“We’ll figure it out,” Adrian tilts my head to him and captures my lips in a kiss that’s so ravishing that I’m completely putty by the time he lets me go. “I believe you.”

He lifts my hand to his lips and kisses it. “Good, hellion. Now let’s see how much I believe you.” His words make my pussy clench with need.

“Yes, Sir.”

I wonder what my enemy has in store for me next.

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