Chapters (67)
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- SEVEN MONTHS LATER
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Epilogue
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Before she could reason with him, he yanked the fabric of her dress aside, baring the front of her body, then slammed his lips down over hers, taking her in a brutal kiss. It wasn’t romantic or pleasant, it was meant to tell her just how much he could dominate her.
She tried to push him away, tried to turn her head, but he used his greater bulk and height to his advantage, crushing her protests. He kissed her until she tasted blood and he pulled on her clothes until her breasts were bared and he was able to slide a finger into her pussy.
She gasped at the intrusion and struggled furiously.
Breaking their kiss, he laughed and reached up to grip her throat, dragging her back onto his desk where something jabbed her in the back. “You protest, but you’re dripping wet for me, küçük olan. You want this as much as I do. Now lay back and open your legs.”
His words served only to ignite her fury and she lifted her legs to kick out at him, striking him in the hip with one of her heels. He captured her ankle and dragged it up to his shoulder, pushing himself against her. He took both of her hands in one of his and forced her wrists over her head, pinning them to the desk.
Then he reached between them and freed his cock, pushing it against her heated core. She gasped and cried out as he slid into her body, stretching and filling her until she didn’t think she could possibly take more. It hurt, but it also felt good, which she hated.
She wanted to despise this man with every fibre of her being, but on a visceral level, she was beyond attracted to him. His scent made her mouth water with anticipation, his touch made her tingle with longing, and his deep, sexy voice sent a shiver down her spine when he spoke. She wanted to hate him, but she just couldn’t hate all of him.
She clung to him, sliding her hands under his leather jacket and digging her nails into his back through his shirt. Tears leaked from her eyes and dripped into her hair as he slammed his cock into her over and over, taking his own pleasure while driving hers into the stratosphere.
She shrieked and jerked in his arms, nearly throwing him off her as an orgasm slammed into her with the force of a truck. She screamed again, her fingers curling against the cage of his hands, her nails piercing his skin. Then she melted, going boneless on top of the desk as he continued to stroke her with his cock.