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“Fuck, you feel magnificent, and I'm not even inside you yet,” he roughly croaked out in wonderment. His prodding hadn’t halted. It onlyintensified.

His cockhead pried my entrance, stretching it open to accommodate his girth before pulling back slightly. “Squeeze it harder,” he harshly grated out. “Don’t let go until I tell you to release me. Christ. Bloody fuckinghell—Lexi!”

I was a shuddering mess, but I couldn’t stop him. I wanted him just as much, and even though I was beyond nervous, as crazy as it sounded, it somehow felt right to bewithhim.

“Are you safe?” He buried his head in my neck, biting and kissing withurgency.

Safe? “I am.” I wasn’t on a pill, but Blair had made sure I had Plan B in my purse. I supposed I was so consumed by mentally preparing myself to go through the process that I’d forgotten one importanttidbit.

Just as my train of thought finished, Jared propelled his cock inside of my passage. The pain I felt earlier was nothing compared to the debilitating pinpricks spreading in my vagina. My fingers dug into him as I tried to stifle the sting that ricocheted through me. I gasped. I reeled. I recoiled from the ungodly pain sawingthroughme.

JESUS,—is that a dick or a fucking submarine thrustinginsideme?

“You feel fucking divine, simply and utterly sublime, Lexi,” Jared groaned, shuddering in ultimate pleasure. “Are you ready to take all of me?” he dauntingly asked in a way that entailed he was about to go ham, and he was trying his damnedest to restrainhimself.

Igulped.

Allofhim?

Abort, mission abort! My mind rattled. My body reeled at the thought. His cock literally planned to murder me. I could scarcely breathe, and he was barely halfway? Yeah, all the way meant pussycarnage.

“Be gentle, please. It’s been years,” I begged, shivering as felt him nod againstmyneck.

He took me at a measured pace, but no matter how much he tried to slide deeper, my body was too wounded tight to accommodate him. Jared waited for my body began to relax until he hastened his speed. Pain and pleasure entwined, neither distinguishable from the other as he rapaciously thrust with deftly savage precision. I screamed his name as my body seized while my first orgasm washed over my body. My vaginal muscles tightened around his girth as I rode my release. Wave after wave, it spread through me. Jared was close behind. He harshly bit into my neck, as if stopping himself from screaming as he bathed my newly broken canal withhisseed.

“I’m so sorry. I hope I didn’t hurt you…I lost control when I felt you squeezing me tight. I had to have you right then and there. I lost control which is unprecedented in itself.” He nipped my neck, kissing my jawline before gathering his breath. “I’ll make it up to you tonight. Ipromise.”

The man had kissed me in my most intimate parts but never my lips. He was quitecareful,too.

“Let’s clean up; then we’llleave.”

Holding him close, I knew after this rendezvous, going to his hotel where he could easily pull hair during sex would put me in a very dangerous territory. But instead of rejecting his offer, I beamed at him, as if everything was simply dandy. “Fifteen minutes. I’ll meet you at thevalet.”

He nipped my neck before biting into it. “Don’t make me wait. I already need youagain.”

We strode with his hand around my hips. We parted just before the clearing. He was a few paces in when someone flagged him, needing his attention over something businessrelated.

I stood there for a moment, knowing that even though my wish had been granted, the anguish that would soon follow in trying to move on while tonight’s memories were fresh in my mind would be a brutalprocess.

But such was life. And I had to make do with what I was dealt…and that was never knowing what it would be like to be truly with him without needing to pretend to besomeoneelse.

With a heavy heart, I hastily went upstairs via the servant’s passageway into Blair’s bedroom and immediately took my mini dress off and washed my achy throbbing bits. There were minuscule traces of blood, but it was faint and not gory. Thank goodness. I didn’t want to impart a lasting impression with him believing I was on my period. It was a ghastlythought.

Once freshened up, I scampered to change into a long pink chiffon gown. I then rummaged for a makeup towelette, swiftly smearing and wiping off my dark-hued makeup. Carefully, I coaxed the fake lashes off with an oil-based solution. Finally, the uncomfortable colored lenses came next. It took three minutes to successfully wipe any traces ofLexiaway.

My face bare, I made sure to reapply foundation, a few swipes of mascara, a dewy cheek tint, and lipgloss.

Lastly, I slipped off the wig before I flipped my hair over and made a light tussling gesture to give it a little depth. I then teased it with setting spray, giving it volumeandbody.

Coming downstairs, I was a few steps away from the foyer when Blair caught sight of me and instantly broke her conversation from someone before hurriedly coming towards me. Vivienne magically came out ofnowhere,too.

They had obviously been on the lookout as they waited for me to make anappearance.

Vivienne spoke first. “He’s been waiting outside.Why’sthat?”

“I told him to wait for me—I mean, Lexi did. He invited me to his room at the Four Seasons.” My eyes averted to the entrance, guilt washing over me as I wondered if I made the right decision of not indulging in another romp with him. “Should I gosayhi?”

Vivienne paled at my suggestion. “Are you crazy? What if he recognizes that it was you fucking him dirty atthepond?


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