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all day long.”
    “Please,” she said, begging him to continue.
    “Please, what?”
    “More, Sir. Please,” she said.
    Hope lifted her hands above her head, holding onto the far edge of the table. She didn’t want to interfere with what he was doing. Her punishment would be unbearable as he’d use orgasm denial to get what he wanted.
    She knew him so intimately. Hope knew what he liked and what made his body sing with desire. Never had she been so intimate with a man.
    An urge to tell him how she felt swept over her. She wanted their battle to be over.
    You love him deeply. Why are you denying yourself?
    She didn’t know anymore. With his face between her thighs, licking her pussy, Hope didn’t know why she was fighting him.
    You want him to tell you how he feels.
    Hope growled as the answer came to her. Simon was closed off with his emotions. She never knew what he was thinking or feeling. His tongue plunged inside her, making her cry out and her grip on the table increased.
    Her thoughts left her mind as pleasure took their place. Biting her lip, she tried her hardest not to interfere. The desire to grab his hair and thrust her pussy up to his mouth was intense.
    “I want you, Hope. I always want you,” he said.
    She opened her eyes and pushed him away from her body. He stumbled back until he fell in a heap on his ass. Hope moved off the table and stood naked before him. She felt her cream leaking out of her pussy.
    Gazing down at him, Hope put her hands on her waist and waited. She’d pushed him away and now she didn’t know what to do with him.
    She didn’t want to be the one waiting for him to tell her his feelings. Hope wanted to hear him say the words because he couldn’t hold them back anymore.
    Going to her knees in front of him, she tugged at his shirt. The buttons sprang off to either side of the room. His chest was hard and his muscles rippled as she scored her nails from his stomach up to his nipples.
    “What are you doing?” he asked. It was the first time she had pushed him away.
    “I’m taking what I want.” Hope sank her fingers into his hair and pulled him close. She slammed her lips down on his—not caring that their teeth grazed each other—and took what she wanted. Hope needed to feel his desire for her. She wanted him to claw at her body the way she felt like clawing at his.
    There was nothing refined or delicate in what she wanted from him. She relished his domination of her, but she needed something more—to feel him lose control and take her without any finesse.
    Pulling at the fine hairs at the back of his neck, Hope made love to his mouth. She took possession of his lips like he’d done to hers many times before.
    She waited for him to respond. He lay lax underneath her. Her heart began to break at the way he was responding to her. There was no passion or hunger within him. His cool reserve was in place and with his lack of response, Hope believed she had her answer.
    He didn’t love her and becoming his wife would be a huge mistake.
    In the next instance, she was eating her words.
    His fingers sank into her hair—like her fingers in his—and yanked on the length. Simon pulled her closer and broke the kiss. She collapsed on top of him as he fisted her hair and claimed her lips again.
    Her kiss was nothing like the one he was giving her now. His eyes were open and his pupils were black. She saw his face was flushed and his cock pressed against her pussy.
    “Is this what you want?” he asked.
    “I want everything you can give me.”
    He cupped her face in his hands. She knew he was waiting for her to suddenly deny him. Hope didn’t want to.
    “Are you ready for this?”
    She nodded her head.
    Simon unleashed the beast inside him. There was no time to panic or enjoy as he pulled her hair, sending her to the floor. Within moments, Simon was on top of her.
    The man before her was no longer calm and reserved—he was a man rampant with desire. Hope tore the shirt from his