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“Only for you.” I murmur. My fingers flex together with my wrists in the cuffs. He’ll work me into a lust-filled lather. He kneels between my legs and raises them, easing his face down to blow on my sex. “Oh, Thane.”

“That’s right. Beg me.”

“I want you.” I pull on the cuffs. “Put your cock inside me.”

“No. Not yet.” He shifts. “I’m going to taste you and make you come a few times first.”

“Please, I want you inside me.”

He slides his tongue between my folds, poking my heat with his tongue. The sensations build in my core. I moan as he glides his finger down and into my warmth. “Wet for me.” His finger bends and slides in and out as his mouth caresses my nub. Tingles sprout along my spine. The first spark of the climax is ready to ignite. He sucks my clit and adds a second finger as I explode. A detonation of sensations bombard me as I cascade off the precipice of pleasure.

He chuckles, licking his shiny lips. “The rest of your orgasms will have to be from my cock. I can’t wait.” He raises up,positioning himself between my legs, as his cock pushes against my sex. He enters me and it feels glorious until he pulls out again to the tip.

I’m so hot for him: impatient and horny. I yank against the restraints in anticipation as my legs wrap around his waist, eagerly welcoming him into my body again with one powerful thrust. The sensation of him filling me is pure bliss, leaving me breathless and craving more. He starts to increase speed, his long and deep strokes driving me wild. I yearn for him to go faster. I’m greedy and want to come again.

As our movements become more frantic, our bodies glisten with sweat, and we both struggle to catch our breath. A moment of reality breaks the moment as I realize despite being unable to say the words, I know that I love Thane. The words linger on the tip of my tongue, and I bite down on my lip to contain the words from spilling out.

He murmurs in a low voice. “You feel amazing. I can’t get enough of this.”

I moan in response, my body pressing into his as I hunger for more of his touch and all that he has to give. His fingers expertly massage my clit, sending continual shivers of pleasure through my body. Unable to handle the intensity of his thick cock inside me, and his fingers strumming, I reach a climax that leaves me gasping for air.

Thane’s body tenses. He’s following me into the abyss. He trembles with ecstasy as he reaches his own peak.

“Fuck.” I cry out.

He chuckles softly. “I think we just did.” He leans up to undo my hands and showers me with angel kisses all over my neck and chest. “That was perfect.”

“It was.” I have an image of my brain standing next to my heart with a stern face, reminding me that what we did was just sex. He wants me here to make sure we keep having sex. Heloves my body and the things we do, but that’s not love. My head reminds my heart. Occasional meals out and sex at his place doesn’t make this a relationship, no matter how much I want it to be or how much he says it.

Chapter 7

SIX WEEKS AFTER BANISHMENT

THANE

I pull my coat tighter around my neck as I climb into my SUV.

My phone rings as I start my vehicle.

“Hey, Thane.”

“Fingers, man. How are you?”

“I’m good. I’ve got that info on her classes and that guy.”

“What did you find out?”

“He’s been in town for a while. He took classes a few years ago and decided to start back up. I guess the dean took pity on him and let him join late. He’s in all of your girl’s classes. I’ll send you the description and times.”

“Cool. Thanks Fingers.”

“No problem. Bye.”

I end the call and stare at my phone. It’s been six weeks since Cynric’s shooting, and I still haven’t been forgiven. I put theSUV in gear and pull out of my garage parking spot. Red’s piece of shit car sits in the space next to mine. She stubbornly won’t let me buy her a new car. She’s still not happy that I made her leave the club, but she mentioned her grades were better and that made me smile. My phone rings as I turn out onto the street. “Da?”

“Hey, brother.” Saxon. He’s the only one keeping tabs on me. “How’s it going?”

“Fine. How’s the wedding prep coming?” My brother and Isabella are getting married today. I should have been the one standing up for Cynric, but I’m still in the doghouse.

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