The ceo's obsession

e back seat beside Mason, thighs pressed together under the oversized hoodie, still wearing nothing beneath but ruined lace panties. Her backpack-h

n since they left

n't ne

e skin just under the hem. Each pass sent fresh heat pooling low in her belly.

man in a black suit-never

ower that hadn't existed in Oakwood five years ago. Blackwell

pt for the soft ding of passing f

rectly into the penthous

harcoal leather furniture, minimalist art that probably cost more than her entire life. One wall was glassed-in boo

one o

ll gallery in the city. She'd thought the buyer wa

had bo

hed her

ome," he s

ace him. "This

But you're here now. And you're

ngering adrenaline and lust

streaked hair behind her ear. "I'm keeping you alive. Langston's me

isted at the r

team is already moving her and your aunt to a sec

rched his

e." His hand slid to her nape, fingers thre

e slapped him.

r toes and kissed him-

waist on instinct. He carried her through the penthouse-past the living area,

sheets. One lamp ca

ss. She bounced once, hoodie r

t. Muscles shifted under scarred skin. He unbuckled his belt

uth we

ng her with arms braced o

he murmured. "T

coring lightly down his

s all h

ot, hungry. He kissed down her throat, following the faded paint lines like a map only he could read. Whe

, found her drenched. Two finger

sped h

hat spot that made stars

" he growled a

as

ude

as

hing her, pumping slow and deep while his

d. Begged.

't let

he slowed. Edged her. Pulled his hand

stration pri

" she wh

orner of her mo

cock springing free, thick and heavy

er chin. "L

s lifte

id, voice rough, "you don't

ded-shi

nce. Rubbed the head through her f

-slow. Inch by

as bigger than she'd imagined

out, hips flush t

e," he ord

e

olls that dragged against eve

dug into

," she

unishing rhythm. "Y

nd him-trying to

ther gripped her hip-holding her still while he fucked h

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-Mason-

wn. Lips bru

om

and shat

on whiting out, inner walls puls

dn't

rawing it out until she wa

did he let

ed brutal. D

ling her name like a prayer-as he s

ked together, b

emple. Soft now

m so she lay drape

down her spine-po

fe here,"

eliev

irst time

ty never

uzzed on th

r it without

his head o

ing. Names dropped: Harper Voss. Primary target. Secondary: Lily Voss

tightened

in his body-tension

owly, taking

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ped he

und your

ood ra

her-fier

re moving her our

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d away, his pho

er me

not from

wn Nu

d to that talented little hand. Tick tock, Black

hed:

rrified-holding up a p

scream wa

d the phone

her-eyes promis

takes

to his arms-nake

this. To

, the elevator dinged

was co

wasn't