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thrust straight into her core to slick around her swollen flesh. Too hard and too fast he brought her up and over an unrelenting orgasm that had her scream and he swallowed the sound as her legs buckled and she dug her fingernails into his wide shoulders.
    Her release ran down the inside of her thighs as she shuddered again and again with aftershocks. But now a part of her went utterly still and asked her what the hell did she think she was doing? That part of her longed for the way James usually kissed her as if she was the beginning and end of his whole world. This was not her James. Not really. She could tell by his aggressive handling of her, the way he was using his tongue, his teeth, as a weapon, that the man who was doing this to her was a man who was beyond angry. He was a man deeply hurt that his wife had written words she knew now she hadn't meant to write, not really.
    Now she wished she’d never heard of Eleanor Pattullo’s women only club, Dirty Little Secrets, or her upmarket sex shop. And what had happened to her newest purchase? If this was how he reacted to the innermost secrets of her heart, what on earth was he going to do when he saw the sex toys she’d bought?
    James thrust her away from him and stepped back, his wide chest heaving as he caught his breath. Those too blue and too intense eyes narrowed as they stared at her as if seeing her for the very first time.
    And Charlotte saw exactly the emotions swirling in his eyes.
    Oh God.
    She’d upset him.
    Hurt him.
    Charlotte realized her desires written down in black and white had slapped his healthy ego too hard. He was so very angry with her and she’d no idea how to even begin to soothe him. The overwhelming need to cry made her bite down hard on her bottom lip. But another voice in her head snarled and told her to grow-up and be the woman she needed to be and to take what she wanted and damn the consequences.
    That voice made her tip up her chin in a challenge that she knew would infuriate her husband even further.
    For a split second alarm seared through her system. She was quite certain his eyes now went dark red, the color of coagulated blood. And her excitement reached fever pitch. But before she could think or react, he grabbed her, flipping her on her belly over the arm of the low couch.
    The button of her skirt flew as it was dragged down and off her ankles.
    "According to your little book," he panted with something like a snarl in her ear, "you want it hard, too hard? Tell me how you want it."
    A wave of something that felt like a tsunami of sheer lust hit her so hard, she closed her eyes to cope with the sensation.
    She couldn't speak.
    She couldn't think.
    His heavy body seemed bigger, stronger, as it pressed down on top of her.
    She felt him shudder as he unbuttoned, unzipped his pants and his powerful knee spread her naked thighs wide revealing the very heart of her to his gaze.
    God, she felt so exposed, so vulnerable and so terribly excited.
    She whimpered in her throat.
    A strong hand pressed between her shoulder blades and held her down into the couch as the other held his erection and slid it up and down her exposed and swollen flesh.
    "Speak. Do you want it?" He rolled his pelvis once, twice. And his voice sounded rough, deeper somehow.
    She’d never felt anything like the amazing sensation as he slid his flesh against her flesh.
    Trying to look behind her, the flat of his hand held her absolutely still.
    He felt so much bigger, thicker and as hard as steel.
    He kept teasing her until she cried out in a feral howl that sounded nothing like herself.
    "Yes, please, James. Take me,’ Charlotte moaned and gave a heartbreaking sob as again she tried to turn to watch.
    But James growled a warning and she simply closed her eyes wondering what was going to happen next.
    Moving so fast she didn't get a chance to prepare, he speared her.
    "Christ, you’re so hot , Charlie. So tight and wet."
    James was a big man and usually he took