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tried to process what just happened, my heart beating rapidly and an ache down below that was screaming with desire.
    When I arrived home, I kicked off my shoes and went to the bedroom to strip out of my clothes and put on my satin robe. When he got here, there would be no time wasted, but somehow, I had a feeling it was going to be a fuck and leave, something I didn’t want. I wanted to fall asleep with his strong arms wrapped tightly around me while my head lay on his muscular chest.
    The door buzzer rang and I let him up. I stood in the doorway in my robe, and he smiled as he brushed his lips against mine and kicked the door shut with his foot. He wasted no time untying my robe and sliding it off my shoulders.
    “Fuck, Chloe,” he growled as his eyes raked over my naked body.
    Taking off his suit coat, he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it to the ground, along with his shoes and pants. Grabbing my arms, he pushed me up against the bare wall that sat opposite of the kitchen. His urgency to fuck me could no longer be contained and his determination to take me against the wall heightened my arousal. His lips caressed my neck as his fingers plunged inside me. I gasped and a low moan escaped deep within his chest.
    “Are you on birth control?”
    “Yes,” I replied breathlessly.
    “What kind?”
    “The pill. Why?”
    “I don’t want to wear a condom tonight.” His pleading brown eyes locked on mine.
    Our mouths met and a sensation of warmth engulfed me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and placed my hand on the back of his neck while he thrust inside me with deep, long strokes as his arms held me up effortlessly. I panted as he moved in and out of me, digging my nails into the back of his neck as the wave of an orgasm came in and swept me away. He moaned as sweat dripped from his forehead.
    “Turn around, baby, and face the wall,” he commanded as he unwrapped my legs from his waist.
    I did as he asked; his hands latched onto my breasts and his tongue slid up and down my spine before he thrust into me from behind. Letting go of my breasts, he placed his hands against the wall and rapidly moved in and out of me, letting soft whispers of ecstasy escape his lips. One last deep thrust and he slowed down, filling me up with his come. He placed one arm around my waist and gently lowered us to the ground. We lay there, his heart beating fiercely against my back as his lips pressed against my shoulder. My hand wrapped around his arm, never wanting him to let go. I could feel his cock soften and he pulled out of me.
    “How was your dinner?” he asked.
    I turned my head and looked at him. Smiling, I spoke, “It was good. How was yours?”
    “Perfection now that I’ve had my dessert.”
    He got up from the floor and held his hand out to me. After helping me up, he picked my robe up from the floor and slipped it over my shoulders as he kissed my lips.
    “I have to get going. I have an early meeting tomorrow morning.”
    Disappointment shot through me, killing my extremely good mood.
    “I want you to stay the night.”
    “And I want to, but I can’t. You understand, right?” He cupped my chin in his hand.
    “Yeah. I understand.”
    “Good. I knew you would.”
    I watched him as he got dressed and then I walked him to the door.
    “I’ll be in touch. Thank you for a beautiful evening.” He smiled as he kissed my forehead and then my lips.
    Shutting the door, I stood there and stared at it as thoughts escalated in my head. Thoughts of Sebastian, the mind-blowing sex we had, and the way he always left after. The only night he stayed was in London and that was because it was his hotel room, but he was sure as shit gone the next morning. Concerns filled my mind at the possibility of him using me for his own sexual pleasure. It was too late for me. My attachment to him wasn’t only physical, for now the emotional attachment settled in, leaving me feeling rejected and used.

Chapter 14
    Chloe
    A fter taking a shower, I