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Kristian

Holyshit.

As I flush out the condom, I glance down at my shaking hands and lick my lips. The taste of Laura’s sweet pussy is still on my tongue, stirring my need again. I’ve fucked a lot of women, but being with Laura…shit. The other women pale in comparison to her. It’s as simple asthat.

I run a hand through my sweaty hair and walk back to the bedroom, eager to return toher.

But when I find the bed empty, I frown, and a sinking feeling settles in mygut.

Movement to my right catches my eye and I turn my head only to find her rushing around, gathering her clothes. Her movements are far from relaxed, and it turns my peaceful frame of mind into red alert.

“Leaving so soon?” I ask drily and lean against the doorjamb.

Her head snaps in my direction, and I cross my arms in front of me when I notice the panicked expression in her eyes. Like a deer caught in headlights—I resentit.

“Yes, well, I, um…I need to get back to the house.”

Her eyes flicker everywhere, avoiding my gaze. I can practically smell her anxiety across the room. I clench my teeth, trying to thinkfast.

“You’re running again.”

“No, I’m not,” she whispers, but the fact that she won’t return my gaze speaks volumes.

Think, man, think!

“You’ve got about twenty seconds to freak out, then if you’re not back in my bed, naked, I’m coming to get you,” I grindout.

Like hell is she going to treat this like some fucking hook-up. I won’t allowit.

My words stop her as she pulls on her wellies, and I smirk at the small spark in hereyes.

“That’s good,” I murmur. “I prefer snarky over affable anyday.”

She huffs and puts her hands on her hips, glaring at me. I bite my lip as I trail my eyes over her just-got-shagged hair, swollen lips—bruised from my kisses—down her slender figure covered in the simple, white nightgown that stops at the top of her thighs.

“I can’t stay, Kristian. And I’m notfreakingout.”

“I call bullshit,” I deadpan as my cock twitches at the mere sight ofher.

When the fuck did a frumpy nightgown getsexy?

“Listen, I’m not staying, and you can’t make me,” she gripes.

“I’ll set the alarm clock so you can get back before Ailith wakes up, but no way are you leaving, Laura. That’s final.”

Her mouth gapes wide with shock for a nanosecond and then contorts, morphing into full-blown anger.

“Kristian, just because we fucked doesn’t mean we’re now together,” she yells.

Slowly, I uncross my arms and lean away from the doorway, prepared to catch her if she decides to make a run forit.

“I want you to be mine,” I whisper. The realisation that I do want her to be is unsettling, but it doesn’t make it any less true. I feel it in mysoul.

Her eyes grow as big as saucers. “I am no one’s property,” she hisses. The venom in her voice takes me by surprise. She straightens her back and nods at me, a grim set to her mouth.

“Now, I’m going. Thanks for the orgasms—I neededthem.”