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I wink right at him and blow him a kiss. Almost dedicating that dance to him. His face remains still, while his friends all whistle. Check. Mate.
And I’m slammed down, face first, onto the hood. “Fuck,” I hiss, cheek pressed to the warm metal. “Fuck, indeed,” Finn growls behind me. His grip is punishing. Dominating. Fucking perfect.
“You little fucking menace,” he rasps in my ear. “Three tires?” “I was going for four,” I pant. “I don’t like odd numbers.”
ass, which drags a gasp from my lips. “Why are you trying to cause problems for me, love?” “I don’t recall signing a non-destruction clause.”
“You get off on testing me, don’t you?”
“You want me to lose it. You want to be punished. That’s why you went back in and danced,
Why did you go back in? To watch other women dance?”
“I went to get my friends, love. No other woman on this Earth interests me. Only you,” he growls against my skin.
“Now, you’ve got my full attention, and I want to see if you can handle me,” he tells me.
“Are you gonna take your belt off, Dr. Quinn?” I taunt. “Or are you too scared someone might see how desperate you are to fuck your stripper wife?”
“You don’t get it, do you?”
“I don’t give a fuck who sees. When I’m near you, nothing else seems to matter anymore.”
“The more you push me, the harder I drag you closer, temptress.”
“Where are you going? Don’t you want a ride home?” I ask, standing back up.
“Nah, I’m all good. Check the license plate, temptress,” he winks. Oh fuck. I slashed someone else’s tires.
"I’ve spoken to Mikhail Volkov and Frankie Falcone.
WE ARE BEING FED
I’m not stepping away from the hospital. Nor Stephanie.
“Please sounds so good coming from your lips, love.”
“You want this marriage to be over so bad…”
get on your knees and fucking beg me properly.”
“I’m high maintenance. You won’t be able to keep up.”
“I’m rich, remember? You’ve called me fuckin’ rich boy for years. Next?”
“We work together.” “I could fire you. But HR already approved our marriage. Next?”
Fine. Last one. I don’t fucking like you, Dr. Quinn.” That smug smile spreads across his face...
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“I tried to slash your tires. I just handed you the papers. I even begged for you to leave me. How does that scream that I like you?”
“You just also came all over my hand and had me bend you over what you thought was my car. Your point is what exactly?”
“Do you believe hate and love can’t walk the same line, temptress?”
“You can hate parts of me and love other parts. It’s passion, love. And that’s what makes you the perfect wife for me.”
“If you really hated me like you claim, you’d have quit your job years ago. You’d have never woken up with a ring on your finger. And you sure as hell wouldn’t be standing this close to me right now.”
“And you certainly wouldn’t be imagining me spanking and cutting you until you pass out as punishment for your little stunt today. But you are, aren’t you? You’re soaking fucking wet for me.”
“Who said anything about my fingers? Maybe I’ll go back to the club and find another dick to use as my personal fuck toy.”
“Come here, Stephanie,” he growls,
“I’m not your property. You don’t get to order me around. Sign the damn papers,” I snap back.
“Ever since those rings went on our fingers, I’ve remained faithful to you. Because our marriage is real to me. I don’t let anyone near me like this.”
“But if that’s how you want to play this, then checkmate to you, Dr. Miller. There are plenty of willing women I know who’d be more than happy to be in your shoes once I clock off. Have a good day.”
“Sign the papers, Dr. Quinn, and all of this will go away.” He turns then, and for the first time… I see it.
“Am I really that bad?” he asks quietly.
“What did you say to Dr. Quinn?”
“Nothing out of the ordinary. Why?”
“Uh… well, it doesn’t seem like nothing. There’s a hole in the wall that needs fixing now.”
“Sure it wasn’t there before?”
“Nope. Wasn’t there this morning. Showed up right after you slammed the door in his face.”
“That’s obsession, yeah, Finn. Does she even know? Have you asked her out?”
“I married her,” I say flatly.
“Married. By accident. She’s trying to annul it. I won’t let her.”
Truth is, I did. I’m not sure who I am without him.
With his fingers digging into my ass, his other hand grips my throat. Our mouths crash. It’s urgent and fucking feral. Our teeth colliding, our tongues dancing.
“See. You did miss me,” he murmurs against my mouth. I bite down on his bottom lip in response. “Good fucking girl. Make me bleed for you, because you’re about to bleed out for me,”
My head tips back as he sucks and bites. The perfect amount of pain. “Fuck, Finn.” He trails his tongue between my breasts and all the way up to my throat. “Lie down,” he commands.
“Let’s see what my girl's heart does for me,”
