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My hand wrapped around her throat gently, not to hurt but to warn.

“Don’t you fucking dare, Sienna.” I was only a man, for fuck’s sake, and while I tried to do the right thing by her, it didn’t mean I’d let my twin have her.

I’d never been jealous of my brother—not once—but I knew if Kyran tasted her, it would tip the scales and I’d end up hating my own twin. Or killing him.

“Please, Ty. Then give me something good,” she pleaded, her bottom lip trembling.

Maybe it was that heart-wrenching look in her eyes, or it was quite possible that I was simply too weak to resist her.

“Fine, you win.” My lips were back on her jaw, trailing the soft skin, before I whispered into her ear, “Take off your panties, then get on your knees.”

She didn’t hesitate, running her hands up her hips and under her dress, then pushed her panties down her legs. Then she dropped to her knees and I almost spilled into my pants.

Fuck, that would have been embarrassing.

She looked up at me from under her long lashes. “Now what?”

But she was already reaching for the zipper of my pants and taking my cock out. Her dainty fingers wrapped around my length as she licked her lips.

“Ty,” she murmured, looking up at me again. “Now what?”

My hand settled gently against her head, my fingers slowly threading through the softness of her hair. I lingered there, savoring the silky strands slipping between my fingers, my touch lingering just a little longer than necessary.

“Now take my cock between your lips while you touch your pussy.”

A shiver worked its way down her spine and her tongue darted out, licking up my precum. Then she gripped my balls and sucked me sharply into her mouth, causing me to groan.

“That’s right,” I praised, her unpracticed movements a bigger turn-on than being sucked off by a professional. “You’re doing so good. Are you rubbing yourself? Are you drenched picturing my cock inside your tight little cunt?”

She hummed her response, sending vibrations through my shaft, and I groaned. “Good girl, keep rubbing it. Imagine my tongue inside you, sucking on your pussy like it’s my last meal.”

She shuddered again, looking up at me from under her lashes while she bobbed her head back and forth, fingering herself with desperate urgency.

“You’re so beautiful,” I grunted. “So fucking perfect.”

I clenched my fist in her hair, fighting the urge to stop the blowjob, hoist her up, touch her, and taste her, then fuck her until she screamed. Fuck, I wanted her to forget everything she’d been through and make her remember only my hands on her body.

A branch cracked to my left, yanking me out of the memory. The soft ground absorbed the sound of her sprinting steps, but she had nowhere to hide.

Five years ago, I wanted a better man, someone outside this criminal world, for her. Tonight and every day for the rest of her days, she’d only get me. If nothing else, I was certain we’d be good in bed together.

The fact that it had been the messiest—and best—blowjob of my entire life pissed me off to no end. It was that image of Sienna on her knees, sucking my cock and fingering herself, that was burned into my retinas and my mind, getting me through five years in prison. That only fueled my determination to make her pay.

“You can run, but you cannot hide,” I taunted, my voice carrying through the trees. Every cell in my body was on edge, electrified by the memory and the hunt.

I should have gotten laid before coming after Sienna, I thought grimly. My balls ached and the need to fuck hummed through my veins, ready to explode.

I’d refused to touch another woman since that blowjob. Actually, it was since that first kiss in the sex club. Fuck. For that alone, she deserved to be spanked until her ass burned and then I’d fuck her until she begged for reprieve. I’d give it to her, of course, but the moment she recovered, I’d be at it again until her pussy only remembered and craved my cock.

Another snap of branches sounded to my left, and I grinned darkly.

It wasn’t long before I was right on her heels. Sienna glanced over her shoulder—and immediately caught her foot on another tree branch.

I had no time to slow down. I slammed into her and we went down in a tangled heap of arms and legs. She yelped as I twisted, taking the brunt of the impact, and we rolled several times before finally coming to a stop in a breathless pile of grunts and groans, Sienna sprawled across me.

It wasn’t exactly how I planned this, but it worked nonetheless.

“Got you, little blondie,” I growled. “Now, it’s time to pay up.”