Page 147 of The Kingpin's Call Girl

He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to cut me off, to cut us off. But what we have is undeniable.

We’ve imprinted on each other, primal as thunder.

I skim my palms down his body, consuming him, being consumed. I want to stay in this delicious feeling of being lost with him. It’s all I want.

I lean down and nestle against him, pressing into him as we roll against each other.

Time slows. Everything falls away. My mind is mush, and I don’t even care.

“Princess.” He kisses my forehead.

Shivers lick over my skin.

His lips are magic. My clit is a bundle of nerves and sparkles.

His hands skim down my arms, a detail I’m too gone with pleasure to process.

He turns us so that he’s on top. He moves into me sweet and slow.

I gaze up into his eyes, mesmerized by his expression, so serious, so intent. He tries to act like he’s not with me, but there’s no denying it.

Pleasure blooms inside of me.

He leans down to kiss me. He thrusts into me again.

I shatter apart into a billion shards of light.

He gasps my name and presses his forehead to mine. Over and over, he whispers my name.Edie, Edie, Edie, Edie. I hold him tightly as he comes, shuddering into me.

Edie, Edie, Edie, Edie.He kisses my cheek, down my throat.

He takes my lips with his.

I mumble into the kiss.

Strong hands skim up my hips, my ribs, my arms, up to my hands, pressing my hands over my head.

There’s a clinking sound coming from somewhere. Cold metal on my wrists.

What?!?!

I come to my senses too late and realize he’s gotten free, and he’s cuffing me to the metal headboard now.

“Hey!” I jerk at the bonds.

“I’m sorry,” he says, standing up.

“What have you done?”

“Is that okay on your wrist? I tried to make it loose, but I can’t let you get away.”

“What the hell?”

“I have to go. You know I have to go.”

“Youdon’thave to go!”

“I can’t run and hide, I told you. Running from danger is not what a dirty barbarian does. And it’s not safe for you.”

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