Intense (Beneath Blaze #3)
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“No. When you pressed down on my clit. You didn’t even search for it. You just... knew where it
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“Stephanie… serious question. How many brain cells did your past lovers have? And why couldn’t they find the clit? What the fuck were they aiming for?”
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“Fuck knows. But I’ve never had a clit-stimulated orgasm ...
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“Never? Fucking hell. You shouldn’t have told me that, because I’m about to come in my boxers.”
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control too. “Are you accepting this challenge, Dr. Quinn?”
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I want him to feel what he does to me. “Easy.”
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“Legs open,” he says, towering above
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Then he rolls up his sleeves, veins popping. Christ, he’s gorgeous. My heart pounds. My body is burning for him.
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he steps away, only to return with two black and gold belts. Without a word, he places my arms on the rests and ties them tight. Then, he drops to his knees in front of me. And that’s when my pulse nearly stops.
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My boss. My husband. The man who makes me feel more alive than I’ve ever felt, on his knees, for me. Not to pro...
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static. “You’re shaking already, temptress,”
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“And I haven’t even used my tongue.” She moans; it’s so desperate. Her hips shifting forward, searching for pressure.
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“You said no one ever found your clit before,”
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ghost my mouth over her without touching. “They should’ve been fucking arrested for it.”
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So when I finally lower my mouth and flatten my tongue against her clit, she screams. Her hips jerk, but the restraints keep her locked in place. I drag my tongue again, then suck her clit into my mouth. Her thighs clamp around my head, and I welcome the pressure. Let her fucking smother me. If this is how I go out, it’ll be worth it.
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“You like that?” I murmur against her soaked pussy. “Fuck, you’re drenching me.”
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“Eyes on me.”
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“There you go,” I croon, my lips brushing her. “Now come for me, wife. Ride my fucking tongue, and remember exactly who made you feel this way.”
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She’s right on the edge, and just when I feel her tighten—I stop.
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“No,” she whimpers. “Please, Finn⁠—” “Don’t beg. Not yet,”
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“You think you want release, but you don’t. Your body is demanding to submit. You want me to give it to you. And I will. But on my terms. Not yours.”
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“A little desperate slut for me, who gets wet for praise and cries when it’s taken away.” She nods, eyes hooded, lips trembling. “Say it. Who do you belong to now?”
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“You.” She doesn’t hesitate. “Damn right, you do.”
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“Next time you want your orgasm, temptress... you better earn it.” And then I leave.
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“Why are you even still here? You got what you wanted from me.” “Oh, you think I’m done with you? A very bad observation there, wife.” I roll my eyes. “Well, why are you here?” “To make sure you get home safely.”
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“Fine. Well, as you can see, I got in my car safely. You may go now, bodyguard,” I huff.
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He chuckles again—and
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“I’ll follow you home. Watch you get in. Then my job is done. No arguments, please.”
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The engagement ring catches the light. The wedding band settles too easily on my skin. Like it belongs there. Like I belong to him.
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half-dead, bleeding, and limp from the hands of her abuser,
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She’s not a pet. She’s a reflection. A part of me that crawled out of trauma and learned to kill.
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This wedding thing—it isn’t real.”
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“It is very fucking real, love. Now, I suggest you go straight to Paulie and hand in your resignation. Because my wife doesn’t strip. And as your boss, I need you sharp on shift.”
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Maybe it’s time she met Nyx. I wonder how she’d react.
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Her touch calms something in me, and that’s what makes it dangerous. I grab her wrists and lift them above her head, pinning them to the wall.
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“You say that like it’s a bad thing. You’d be surprised how freeing it is to submit to me. The places I could take you... the things I could make you feel. You give me control, and I’ll give you the world. You’ve already had a little taste.”
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“But you’re too damn stubborn to see it now, aren’t you?”
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“It would be terrible,” she breathes. I dip closer. She tilts her neck for me, and I drag my tongue along her throat. “So terrible,”
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“If I find out you’re wet right now, I’ll know you’re lying. And I don’t like liars. One chance, temptress; would it really be so bad to submit to me?”
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“Fine,” she huffs. “I don’t think it would be bad. I know it wouldn’t.”
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cupping her, circling her clit, already soaked.
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“Fuck, temp...
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“Are you going to be a good girl and quit working here?” “I—I.....
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“You are not in control. Answer, and I’ll give you what you want.” “I already quit. This is my last night. But I need to make fiv...
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“Done. I’ll get it for you. Consider this your resignation bonus.”
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“We could have so much fucking fun, Stephanie. If you’d just stop pretending.”
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“Really?” She moans louder. “Nothing?” I press, setting a merciless pace.
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“I want to hear you moaning my name. Scream it, and I’ll let you come. Right here. In this parking lot. Like the filthy little slut you are.”
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“Finn—” It slices through me. Her voice. My name. “Louder.”
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I have my money; there’s no need for me to keep dancing. I’m doing it for him. And I get a thrill out of it, making him squirm in his seat.