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I straddle her waist, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand as I stare down at her “Got yourself in a pickle, haven’t you, Miss Robbins?”

Her hips buck in a pathetic attee me

“Noill I do with you?” I ponder,to the V of her silk blouse “Rip your clothes off and ravage you?”

“Try it,” she growls, so cute and kitten-like, her defiance an act

“Maybe pull my cock out and stuff it in yourto me Her eyes flare, and I know she likes it, too

“Or,” I drawl as if struck by an idea I need to turn over a few times in my head “I could rip these pretty and expensive clothes off you, turn you over on your hands and knees, and eat your pussy froely while I spank your ass red for even thinking about fighting me”

There is no fight in her expression after that Her face goes slack, eyes go dreamy, and she replies in a breathy voice “Yes, please I’ll take that option”

I can’t help but laugh, letting out the burst of joyful humor she instilled in me, a feat few have accomplished

Dipping my head, I take in her flushed cheeks and expectations She not only wants ested For the first time I can re needed

Releasing her hands, I glide ers down her ares of her silk blouse hiding pure beauty underneath I grip the sides of the delicate material, then I rip her shirt open with a loud noise

Bailey gasps and arches I stare greedily at her breasts, which are hidden behind an expensive lace bra I bought for her weeks ago I decide I can rip that, too, since we’ll make a trip to La Perla tomorrow to replenish

CHAPTER 18

Bailey

“Close your mouth before a fly lands in it,” Declan teases as the car we’re in pulls up to what has to be the most incredibly opulent home I’ve ever seen The fact it’s in the thick of the city is