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to tug harder on the roots of his hair.

Nikita stops, drawing a gasp from my throat as the cool air wafts between my legs. He stands and leans over me, his clothes brushing against my exposed center. My stomach churns for more. He smiles and takes off his jacket and shirt, revealing his broad, tan chest and shallow abs.

In one swift movement he flips me over onto my belly. I look over my shoulder and see him unzip his pants and drop them onto the ground. As his erect cock bounces up from his boxers, I can’t help but stare. It stands at attention, jaw-droppingly massive, with a gentle curve that threatens to tear me apart. Blue veins trace over the thick girth. When he takes his erection in his hand, stroking so gingerly that I can see the precum gathering at the tip, I can’t help but imagine him masturbating. The thought sends my need ratcheting up to an even higher level.

“You want this, Annie?” he taunts, taking the tip and slowly rimming my opening and clit. Each touch is overwhelming on its own; altogether, it’s enough to keep me from forming complete sentences. I let out another stifled moan, backing my ass up slowly, signaling to him that I want him in me as soon as possible.

After a few more long moments of teasing with his member, he plunges it into my pussy, sending thousands of pleasure ripples through my body as his whole cock pushes against my walls, making them squeeze it even tighter. I close my eyes and my hips move on their own, hungrily taking his cock and slowly releasing it, the ripples turning into tidal waves pounding through my body.

“Fuck ... You’re so tight ...” Nikita breathes unevenly between thrusts and low, lustful grunts. His hands squeeze hard into my hips, directing me exactly where he wants.

I turn my head around as he grips me tighter and fucks me harder. He throws back his head and lets out a low and raspy growl of his own. Our eyes meet and his flash with lust and greed. Nikita lifts his hand and quickly slaps my ass, making it sting and making me groan out of frustration and hotness. The sharp and sudden pain adds a delicious edge to the rumbling tension building deep in my core. One of my hands finds its way to my clit and quickly rubs with the rhythm of his thrusting. Abruptly, he takes me by my hips again and starts pounding quicker, groaning with each pump.

“Nikita ...” I struggle to breathe out as the pleasure builds up. I turn back to look at him again and he stares back, his eyes darkening. He’s about to cum as well. My eyelids flutter as my pussy pulsates around his cock. I shudder and all my muscles tighten.

I open my eyes again. Nikita growls, pulling out his penis, his hand quickly stroking his hardened cock. He releases his cum, hot and salty, all over my breasts and the top of my dress as he lets out the lowest, longest moan of ecstasy yet.

Chapter Twelve

Nikita

What just happened should terrify me.

No words can describe the orgasm I just had with Annie. I’ve had countless women in my lifetime. They flock to the power, the money that my position brings. But this ... this was different. It feels like I gave part of my soul to her when I came. In that moment, I would’ve traded everything I’ve ever owned for just one more second inside of her.

In other words, I lost control. And that’s a dangerous, dangerous thing.

I dress quickly, fighting to steady my breath and regain my composure. The last thing I want is for her to see the weakness she just revealed. I can feel my cock, still hard and throbbing as I zip up my suit pants.

Annie coils up, her eyes focused on the ground, a faint flush to her soft skin. She chews her bottom lip as she uses a napkin from the table to wipe my cum off her breasts. I can’t help but eye her body as she does. Her curves are lovely—not the surgically enhanced fakeness I normally favor. The natural shape of her body is something different, something more intoxicating.

As the glow fades from my skin, I can feel the familiar coldness settle back in. I may have lost control, but I won’t make that mistake again. And right now, I need to reassert the power dynamic here.

I fix Annie with a sharp gaze. “Fix yourself up,” I say as I grab my shirt from the floor.

She slinks off the table. Once standing, she adjusts her dress to make sure she’s covered. She runs her hand through those luscious brown curls and ties them back with a band. Her neck bears a faint hickey.

She looks at me, and the heat that had taken over her eyes while we danced is dissipating. I see the same hardness I saw over dinner. She thought she could fool me, manipulate me, as if I wasn’t expecting her to try some new plan of escape. Her ploy with Jimmy caught me by surprise, but I’m not the type of man to make the same mistake twice.

She isn’t getting away again.

She can see that I know it, that her chance to slip away is long gone. The feistiness is dying a slow death, but it’s dying nonetheless. Maybe she’ll accept her fate soon. Maybe she’ll finally realize that’s not going anywhere.

“I shouldn’t have done that,” Annie says as she tucks a stray lock of hair behind her ear. She stares at the ground, and her voice is hushed and almost mournful. She raises her gaze to meet mine. “I still want to go home.”

My lip twitches and I focus on the hickey. For another dangerous moment, I feel a twinge of sympathy. Maybe I should let her go. She’s far more innocent than the girls who usually come through the auction, the

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