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him.
    He licked his lips as he looked down at me, staring like his words before were truth. Like he really had spent the last three years missing me. He released my breasts and let out a rough command for me to stand up. M y knees w obble d and swayed but he roped his arms around me, making me even more unsteady and u nsure of myself. But there was one thing I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt—I had to have him before I exploded. I opened my mouth to say so but snapped it shut when I remembered his rules .
    "What were you going to say?" he murmured, running a hand throug h my hair, sending another jolt of need crashing over me. "You can speak freely."
    " I want you right now,” I said without hesitation. “Please. ” A ll the blood rushed to my cheeks when he took my hand and put it directly on his raging erection.
    I let out a pleading moan as I ran my hand up and down his solid length. I could feel it pulsing, begging for me like I begged for him. But still he held back.
    I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer until I could feel him throbbing against me. I ignored the part of me that screamed that I was supposed to be pretending, instead, giving into the fact that nothing felt more real.
    "I want you." I took a few steps back until I felt the door, cool and steel against my spine. "Right now. Right here."
    Chance drug his finger tips up my bare leg before slipping them into the delicate skin of my inner thigh. He let out a low, animalistic groan when he connected with the sopping material of my underwear.
    "Maybe you are telling the truth." His lips curved into a smile and I gasped when he yanked the underwear to the side and thrust his finger inside me without warning .
    I forgot myself, a high moan shooting from my mouth. The sound was p robably loud eno ugh for everyone in the E nglish building to hear and I felt another bui lding, culminating from his finger moving inside me .
    He put his free h and over my mouth, slowing hi s ministrations as his lips brushed my ear. "Just for me, Cass. Just for me."
    His finger slid deeper and I clench ed the digit tight as I growl ed behind his han d. Don't stop, god don't stop.
    He moved his hand from my mouth to my hair, taking a bundle of it tight in his fist while the other hand takes place of the first, moving, forcing my pink folds open. I’m e xpanding and contra ct ing, alive again after being asleep for so long. H e pulled his fingers from me and I let out a moan of protest.
    "Don't worry, Ca s s," he purred. "I'm far from done."
    I expected him to unzip his fly, to give me the part of him I a ched for. To plunge inside me like the old days, filling me so completely, taking me over so wholly that I begged him to stop and keep going in the same breath.
    But his finge rs push ed back into my warmth and I have no time t o pout and beg until two became three. The sounds coming from between my legs rival the ones coming from my mouth . He moves closer, his eyes savage as he gives me the silent command to stay quiet. It's a thin g easier sa i d than done because I'm practically convulsing because I'm so close.
    He leaned in, his lips warm on my cheek. "I've missed you so much, Cassandra. So much."
    I wanted to play my part, say something equally romantic, but there are no words for the feelings colliding, slamming into one another when he takes my earlobe between his teeth. My climax comes twisting and wild and I surrender to it. I surrender to him.
    I slump ed against the door, catching my bre ath as aftershocks danced through me. I wa tched Chance sink back into the chair, t he bulge of hi m tenting the fly of his jeans—but h is face was as serene as if he'd just climaxed right along with me.
    My c onfusion must have been as clear as day because he arched an eyebrow in bemusement . "Something you'd like to ask?"
    I blushed and shot my eyes downward as I pulled my underwear back on. "I'm just surprised is all. "
    "Surprised that I didn't finish?"
    I didn't reply,