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before she yanks them down. As she steps out of them and kicks off her heels, I look toward the house.
    “Put your damn clothes back on, Victoria.”
    “Bind me like you do so well. Tie me up like you’re terrified I might get away!”
    My fallen angel stands before me in a blue satin bra and panties. Tears are filling her eyes as she fights for what she wants.
    “Adrian, love me in a way I could never doubt.” Her voice is softer now. “Don’t push me away a second longer. Please, I love you, and I’m sorry I didn’t listen.”
    I stare at her, and my restraint frays. All rational thought as to why we shouldn’t be together dissolves into a puddle at the feet I worship.

Chapter Five
    Victoria
     
    What I’m doing is out of raw desperation. A stall tactic. Anything I can think of to get him to hang on to me–to us.
    The balmy breeze washes over me from behind, but it does nothing to dissipate the still thickness of the air between Adrian and me.
    “Dammit, your realness makes me love you so fucking hard,” he says before he charges toward me in a pair of black swim trunks. In mere seconds, he’s wrapping his arms around me and pushing me back into the pool.
    We both fall in, and I inhale a breath before I’m snapping my eyes and mouth closed. Adrian lifts me out from underneath the water. His hands stroke my hair lovingly and wipe water from my face.
    “You don’t strip down half-naked in front of my team, who are likely watching from the house, and expect me to let you stand there.”
    I smirk at him. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to take it.”
    Slowly, he shakes his head. “My stubborn-ass girl. God, you’re so damn beautiful. The water is beading above your vivid eyes, and your hair is shining.” He rakes a hand over my long strands again. “I missed you so much it hurt to breathe.”
    Leaning my forehead against his, I try not to feel the pain that has consumed me over the last week.
    “It hurt for me to breathe, too. I’m sorry.”
    “No, I’m sorry. Regardless of my reasoning, I was dishonest to you about so many things. I was only trying to protect you and not lose you.”
    “I know that now.” For the last two days, getting to him was all I thought about, and it feels surreal to be with him somewhere other than the penthouse.
    “Juice Box, I’m going to do everything in my power to show you that you can trust me. I can’t believe you’re really here.”
    Adrian grips my thighs, signaling for me to wrap them around him. He walks with me until my back presses against the side of the pool.
    Our lips collide, and we savor each other’s mouth, tracing the familiar lines. Soon he’s working my tongue over as if he’s punishing me for my previous behavior, and I welcome it.
    He has long forgotten about his so-called team who could be watching as his cock presses turgidly against me. A hand snakes around my back, and my bra is unhooked at lightning speed.
    “I want nothing between us,” he murmurs against my lips. I yank down my panties, and they’re soon drifting off in the water.
    Reaching over, I pull on his trunks, and he helps me remove them. “Shit, I can’t let anything happen to you. Taking you back home and dealing with Noah Sanders is still going to happen even after I fuck you.”
    “Precisely, so let’s make the most of this,” I say impatiently. Adrian’s forehead falls against mine.
    “What am I going to do with you?”
    “Fuck me like it’s your only chance, and then tie me up like you’re terrified I might get away.”
    A smile curves from his lips. “Why did I think I could send you back home?”
    “I haven’t a clue. Now, fuck me already. I’ve never done it in a pool.”
    “Another first with me.” In a beat, his lips are slamming against mine. He grips my hips and thrusts deep inside of me, sending a tidal wave of familiar sensations crashing into me.
    Our tongues feed in a frenzy as my elbows rest on his shoulders, my fingers entwining in his