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of you since last night.”
    I was thankful he couldn’t see the goofy grin on my face. I couldn’t think of the last time I’d honestly felt wanted.
    He spun me around so I faced the window overlooking the porch.
    “What are you doing?” I asked once he started nibbling on the back of my neck. “The cab driver’s still out there!”
    “Let him look,” he mumbled, his hand sliding under my shirt. He smashed my body against the glass. I know I didn't moan that loudly, but in that instance, the cabbie’s eyes shot over to the window, widening when he saw us. My heart dropped, and I shoved Derek away.
    I shook my head. “See, this is what I’m talking about. You-you’re trying to corrupt me. You think toying with me is a game, but this is my life!”
    I clutched my chest as he approached me once more. He had on a pair of medium-gray slacks, and there was no denying the fact that he was enjoying his game based off the bulge. My mind temporarily distracted, I gulped and met his eyes. Judging by the blaze behind them, I’d stared at his center for too long.
    “I’m not corrupting you; I’m helping you discover your true self. The person you’ve kept locked away for too long. You’re not angry with me right now. You’re upset with yourself because you liked when that driver saw us.”
    “That’s not-”
    He grabbed two fistfuls of my cardigan, splitting it open and tossing it to the floor. I gasped, staring at the pile of cashmere as he pulled my undershirt over my head.
    Giving me no time to mourn my ripped sweater, he grabbed my waist and smashed me back against the window, my bra the only thing preventing the cab driver from seeing me fully nude.
    Derek put his full weight behind me, pinning me in place as his manhood twitched between us.
    “You want him to look back up, don’t you? You want to feel that rush again.”
    He bit down on my shoulder as he reached around and unzipped my pants, peeling them and my panties down to my ankles.
    “You can spend your time starting fights with me in an attempt to avoid your true nature, or you can accept it and enjoy everything it has to offer.”
    He slipped his member between my legs, his thick shaft rubbing my outer wetness. I whimpered, my palms smacking against the cool glass.
    “All he has to do is turn his head a little bit, and he’ll see all of this.” He gripped my breasts with his hands, massaging them roughly as he continued moistening his erection with my juices. I found myself backing into him, moving my hips in light circles, silently begging for him to pierce my veil.
    The driver’s head moved when I moaned again, but this time, he didn’t look in our direction. He finally pulled out of the driveway.
    “You want my cock, don’t you?”
    I opened my mouth, but the only thing that came out was a moan. I nodded.
    “Uh-uh. Tell me what you want. Embrace it. I want to hear it.”
    “I do. I want it. Yes, I-I want it.”
    He bore his teeth down on my shoulder and plunged inside of me. I slapped my palm against the window so hard, I was surprised it didn’t crack. My breath fogged the glass as he gripped my hips and entered me from behind, penetrating me harder and deeper than the day before.
    And just like the day before, his effect on my body could not be denied or ignored. My legs buckled under the pressure, one of my knees giving out as he reached in front of me to finger my clit.
    The sound of his body clapping against my skin was raw, savage, and quite possibly the sexiest thing I’d ever heard.
    His thrusts were rough, and I loved every bit of it, my soaking mound proof that he was correct about the beast in me.
    Everything in me told me it was wrong. It went against everything I’d grown up to believe. But at that moment, I didn’t want to think about that. I didn’t care. For just that little moment in time, I wanted to feed the animal.
    I arched my back, popping my butt towards him to force him backward. I bent over and braced my