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Not love.
Hate.
He grit his teeth and growled that epic, animal growl as he plunged into me, driving his hips against me as his orgasm shook through him. His cock convulsed and spewed hot come inside me, again and again as he held still and the orgasm rolled through him… and it set me off again. Another climax scorched through me and I bucked my hips against him, seeking friction.
Dane blew out his breath between his teeth and then gave a helpless, ragged gasp as I rode him with desperation. I gripped his neck and shoulders, pulling him to me, wanting him impossibly closer as his hips undulated a little and my body wrung out every last drop that he had to give.
Then I slowed my hips. I melted, softening as his dick jerked inside me a few more times. Every time he moved while buried deep in my flesh, he groaned, and it set off a ripple of answering pleasure deep inside me.
He dropped his head and rested it against mine.
I was trembling as I tried to catch my breath. Dane drifted his lips over my cheek and I shivered. My whole body was still tingling.
If he was able to keep fucking me, I probably would’ve kept coming.
My eyes were glassy with the force of… whatever the fuck that just was.
Feels.
Shit.
I couldn’t have told myself a convincing lie right now if I tried. As much as I wanted to, I couldn’t have convinced myself otherwise.
That fuck was dirty, deep, and I could feel the emotions rising up, threatening to burst apart my seams.
Not hate, but… all kinds of other things that I was not prepared to deal with. Things I’d told myself I’d never allow myself to feel in the arms of this man.
And yet… here I was, starting to feel them.
Chapter Thirty
Devi
Ifinally gave up on trying to collect myself and just collapsed against Dane. He held me in his strong arms as I perched on the kitchen counter, panting against his chest.
When I decided to peel myself off of him to try to save a little shred of dignity, and looked him in the eye again, he gazed down at me. I did not like that wondrous, I’m-stunned-by-your-womanly-amazingness look he was giving me right now.
The look that told me he wasn’t nearly done with me.
He was just getting started.
“No one, Devi,” he said, his voice a gruff promise. “I don’t know why we were fighting last night, that shit about Shane… but I should’ve just told you… I’m not touching anyone else. And I’m going to trust that you aren’t, either.”
I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. Maybe I didn’t trust myself to say anything right now.
His dick was still inside me, still swollen, his hips tight against me, and this all felt shockingly intimate.
“I’m going to trust you with everything I’ve got,” he said slowly, studying my reaction. “Do you understand what that means to me?”
When I didn’t answer, he held my chin gently with his fingertips and made me look him in the eyes.
I nodded but couldn’t speak. Yes. Yes, I had some idea.
For him, there were billions of dollars at stake here. And choosing to trust anyone, in any small way, made him vulnerable. I could see it in his eyes.
It made me wonder how many people had proved untrustworthy. How many people were in his life only for the money.
How many people wouldn’t even be in his life if he wasn’t a Davenport.
