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The knife fell from his fingers, and his hands returned to my hips as his thrusts turned furious and desperate. Feeling him come inside me only prolonged my release, black creeping into the edges of my vision, a low buzz filling my ears. Was I about to pass out?
By the time I came out of my daze, my hands were free from the restraints, and I lay boneless on the covers, being petted and stroked and rewarded for how well I’d taken my punishment. His touches were as soft as they’d just been hard, and his words were full of approval as he told me how beautiful I’d been, that none of his fantasies could ever compare to what we’d just done.
I reached up and pulled his mask off, and the Faceless Man became Josh again, his hair mussed and his dark eyes full of wonder as he stared down at me.
“It was the back of the blade I held to your throat,” he said. “You were never in danger.”
“I know,” I told him because, of course, I wasn’t.
“Aly, that was amazing.”
I threaded my fingers through his. “Unfortunately, we’re going to have to work through our issues with dialogue like rational adults because if that was meant to prevent me from breaking my word to you again, I gotta tell you, it backfired.”
His chest heaved as he chuckled. “Are you sure? Because you sounded apologetic as fuck about halfway through it.”
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He lifted his free hand and gave the side of my ass a gentle slap. “Bad girl.”
“I think I’m falling for you,” I blurted.
Maybe it was the hormones, or maybe it was how well he’d just brought my fantasies to life. Or maybe it was how he could make me laugh even in the most stressful situations. The way he’d moved himself right into my life like he’d always belonged there. The way he treated my, no, our cat like a human child. The unselfconscious goofiness of the man. The beauty. The intelligence. The way he looked at me like I was his whole world. And yes, even the obsessive way he tracked my every move. Even the way he watched me, stalked me, and hunted me down.
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He called that light spanking? God, I’d gotten off easy.
I made a mental note not to piss him off again. At least not until I felt ready to face more pain than that during sex.
I reached up and stroked my thumb over his lips. “I was too jumpy that night in the parking garage to let you anywhere near my ass.”
His eyes darkened. “I’m not talking about then.”
Oh. He meant the first time we saw each other in his apartment, all those months ago. Had his obsession started then?
As I watched, he parted his lips and sucked my thumb into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before biting the tip. The grin that split his face as I pulled free was wicked. In a flash, he rolled me onto my back, settling his hips between mine so I could feel the way his cock was hardening again.
He leaned down and kissed me, and after not being able to touch him for so long, it felt like the sweetest reward to be able to wrap my arms and legs around him.
His dark eyes crinkled at the corners as he broke the kiss and pulled away enough to look at me. “I think I’m falling for you, too.”
Warmth spread through my core, the heat of pleasure mixed with pure joy. Even though I was sore, I needed him again. Now.
I tightened my arms around his neck and pulled him onto me, plying him with drugging kisses until he gave me what I wanted, pushing inside carefully this time, his thrusts deep and gentle and just as mind-blowing as before.
It was a long time before we emerged from my bedroom, freshly showered and starving after our marathon calorie-burning session.
We pulled up short after opening the door. Fred sat right on the other side of it, looking rattled. His eyes were large and glassy as he stared past our legs toward the rumpled bed like he knew what had just gone on in there.
Josh leaned close. “I think we’ve officially scarred our son.”
I lifted a hand for a high-five. “Parental achievement unlocked.”