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“Fuck, Max,” Jasper moaned against my mouth. “I need inside you. Now.”

“Yes,” I breathed. He bit my lip hard and I tasted the sweet iron of my blood. I licked my lip just as he slid his hand between my legs and cupped me. I swiftly inhaled as the clench intensified.

“Jesus, baby. You’re fuckin’ wet.” His fingers began to play with me and the urgency to feel his harsh thrusts, his cock filling me had me pressing my hips up, my wrists pulling on the rope that kept me locked in place.

“Do it. Now.”

I thought for a second he was going to deny me as his smoldering gaze ran over my swollen lips and then up to my half-lidded eyes. “I don’t like being told what to do.”

I kept my smile to myself, because I damn well knew that. Jasper hated anyone controlling him. He lived free from everyone, everything including his emotions. “Neither do I.”

“Then we’re going to have a problem here.”

“Yeah,” I whispered. “But you won this time.”

And that was when he grinned and a piece of me fell—hard. I knew it was wrong. I knew there was nothing good about what I felt for him. Yet he’d chipped away at my resistance and made me want to live again. Made me want to fight for something. For those I cared about. For myself.

He shifted upward and then came back down on me. I screamed at the sudden intrusion of his cock filling me. It was tight and painful. It was like he was tearing me apart and then the pleasure of being pieced back together. “Jesus.”

His lips came close to my ear as he said, “My sunshine.” And then he thrust and it was him showing me who had the control as he took me.

I didn’t care. Nothing mattered except this moment of pure, unrestrained pleasure.

Our bodies met again and again with a harsh, raw passion as he slid in and out of me. His back arched, hips driving forward with a hard rhythm that pushed against my clit.

I opened my eyes just when the orgasm hit me. There was no warning as I screamed out, my hands gripping the coarse rope as my entire body tensed. He pounded harder. Faster. Then he groaned long and deep.

He throbbed inside me as I lay completely still. Trailing small kisses down my neck, I slowly moved my aching legs off Jasper’s shoulders, and his cock slid out of me.

He lifted his head and the second our eyes met, it was something more. There was no mistaking this was a primal need, but it was a primal need undeniable by either of us. There was swirling confusion in the depths of his eyes, I had no doubt, matched my own. And maybe this wasn’t something we could deny. We’d both fought enough in our lives; maybe it was time to stop fighting.

“You good?” He tucked a strand of hair on my cheek behind my ear.

“Yeah,” I replied.

He nodded and then I saw his mouth open as if to say something else, but then he closed it and his brows lowered. He slid off me and headed to the bathroom. I watched as he rolled off the condom and threw it in the garbage.

He came back and leaned over me and his fingers slid up my arms to my wrists and then he undid the rope. The gentle caress of his hands massaging where the ropes had rubbed my skin had me moaning.

He cupped my chin, his thumb stroking back and forth. “He doesn’t get you.” He leaned closer and kissed me long and slow before he slipped in bed behind me, arms coming around my waist, tugging me in close to his naked, heated body. His breath whispered across my neck as he trickled kisses across my skin. “Just so you know, sunshine, my cock is in you. No other cock, tongue or fingers go anywhere near you.”

I stiffened. He knew. He knew Drake had sex with me.

“I hate to think about him touching you.” He tightened his hold on me. “I need you to know I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you from him. Can you trust that, Max?”

I didn’t know if I was wrong for trusting him, but without the risk, there was nothing, and I didn’t want nothing anymore.

His hand slid up my abdomen to my ribs and I stopped breathing when his finger lightly flicked my nipple; instantly becoming erect. I held my breath as my body reacted to him. He caressed back and forth over my throbbing nipple, his knuckles barely touching.

I half-moaned as I arched closer, desperate for more.

His hand stopped, knuckles resting on the cusp of my nipple. He put his leg over mine and his hard cock pressed against my ass.

“Jasper?”

“Yeah, baby.”

“We need another condom.”

It ended up being two more. When we finally fell asleep, Jasper cradled me in his arms; our hands linked, resting on my abdomen.