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“Lachlan.”

The sound came out somewhere between a moan and a plea.

He kissed one hip.

Then the small of my back.

“There’s so much I want to do with you if you’ll let me.”

Another kiss landed higher.

“I want to make you come so many times that you pass out and then wake up pleading for more.”

“Pleading,” I mumbled.

“Pleading for what?”

I pressed my face more firmly into the mattress.

“Everything.”

Lachlan chuckled softly.

“Greedy little mouse.”

His hand slid over my stomach and upward between my breasts until his palm settled around my throat in a firm, possessive hold.

His chest pressed against my back while his mouth found my ear.

“I want to teach you things you’ve never even thought to ask for.” His teeth caught my earlobe. “I want to ruin you for every other man.”

A shiver moved through me.

“Ruining,” I sighed.

His lips curved against my neck.

“Aye. Ruining you.”

His free hand drifted lower over my stomach.

“I’m going to spoil you so fucking badly that no other man ever has a chance.”

“Mmm.” The moan slipped out before I could stop it.

The promise should have frightened me, but it didn’t. Because somewhere along the way, I suspected he already had.

His middle finger found my clit.

I sucked in a breath as slow, gentle circles grew firmer, and my hips immediately tried to chase the pressure.

Lachlan’s hand tightened slightly around my throat.

His tongue traced the shell of my ear.

“Do you trust me, Isabella?”

“Mm-hmm,” I whined as my shoulders relaxed under the pressure of his chest.