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“Careful, Duchess. I reward confidence . . . Look at your admirers.”

She comes alive with her newfound cocky nature: confident and stunningly gorgeous. If it didn’t feel so incredible, the sight of her right now would be fucking cruel. I love that she’s enjoying herself, offering this to me—choosing me for it. She chose me. I fold my hands behind my head while she enjoys every second of crippling my self-control.

Her hips undulate and grind low like she knows exactly how beautiful she is and how much power she holds over not only me but every fucking person watching. I beam at her, she looks so undeniably alive.

She knows I’m gone for her.

Mine, I mouth.

That wicked gleam returns to her face, returning the same level of possession toward me. I would let this woman burn my fucking house down with me trapped inside. Reaching between us, I pinch her swollen wet clit.

She moans loudly and it shatters my patience—I sit up, bringing my forehead to hers. My palms grope her ass, one of my hands slices through the air, and the crack on her flesh echoes off the walls, leaving a handprint as pink as her hair. I grip her round cheeks and bounce her on my dick.

“This is all for you.”

The way she gives generously—while taking exactly what she wants—is so fucking hot.

“Who are you going home with, hm? Tell them my name. Show them how fucking loud you are.”

“Fuck, Casper!”

“That’s right, baby—every damn night. All right, last time you came for me; this time, you’re going to come for them. Can you do that?”

This is what destroys me, not just how gorgeous and brave she is, but how she trusts me completely.

“Uh-huh,” she says, nodding.

I steal her lips for a second. “So fearless, taking what you want.”

She wraps her arms around me, and I slide a hand up her back, gripping the nape of her neck. Her body tightens around me and she closes in. “There you go. I’ve got you,” I whisper in her ear. “You deserve this . . . Let me hear you say it.”

“I deserve this.”

She comes apart on me, pulsing as she milks my length, and I encourage every second of it like I’m coaxing the climax out of her. “Don’t hide, they need to see how beautiful you are coming on my cock—wreck their fucking hearts.”

She breaks, throwing her head back, and I hear the collective inhale of those around us as if they’ve been holding their breath to see it. My heart hammers in my chest when she gazes down, letting me stare into those sparkling hazel eyes that torment me.

I cup her face. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”

Her lips crash into mine as she glides up and down my length. “I want them to see how you look at me,” she rasps against my mouth.

Anna climbs off me and takes my hand, pulling me to my feet. I’m fucking dizzy with the need to come. She kneels on the ottoman, fingers tracing from the base to the tip, she tilts her head to the side, observing the way she makes me twitch.

A gentle smile graces her lips. “Let’s see how proud of me you are.” She opens her mouth and greedily takes me between her lips. My thumb traces the dip of her hollowed cheek.

“Aww, filthy fucking girl, how does your pussy taste on my cock?”

She moans around me, eyes rolling back. She’s gonna fucking kill me.

Anna wraps her fingers around the base of my balls, tugging slightly, and I nearly fucking lose it all.

I push her head down on my cock, admiring the saliva dripping from her chin. “There you are . . . I can always tell when you want my approval, Duchess.” She hums around me. “Yeah . . . you get clumsy. Look at you, drooling and needy. Trying so hard and waiting for me to tell you how good you are.”

Her sharp nails dig into the back of my thighs and she drags me closer. Fucking hell.

“You’re fucking spoiled for my attention, aren’t you?” I drawl. “Greedy for my praise . . . For the way I marvel at you when you’re on your knees . . . Not one man in this room can blame the way I look at you.” I haul her off me and she gasps in a breath, a strand of spit still connecting us. A tear trails down her cheek, and the devotion staring back never fails to leave me in awe.

“I’m so proud of you. Last one, and then you’re going to take my cum.”