Surrender To Me

BANE

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Wren tasted like champagne, and I couldn’t get enough. She was edging closer to her second orgasm after only rocking and shuddering through the first about five minutes ago. I was relentless as I attacked her cunt with my mouth. I needed it. I wanted it. I wanted her to be shoved so violently off the edge that I would be the only man alive who could give her this. I needed her addicted to me.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, her nails scraping against my scalp sending pulses of erotic pain through me. It seemed my Little Bird might enjoy the kind of sex I did if the way she took direction and then just as quickly took charge was any indication. The sounds of her whimpers spurred me on, drowning out every single fucking thing I had going on in my head. When I was with her, I forgot all about the club and the drugs and my dealers. All I could think about was Wren and whether I was making her feel good.

Her thighs started to quiver as her orgasm approached, and then at the right moment, I slid two fingers into her drenched opening and started to pump them. In.

Out. In.

Out.

Driving her higher.

Pushing her…

… to the edge of ecstasy.

“Bane,” she whimpered, drawing out my name in one long, guttural moan. I flicked my tongue faster against her clit, curling my fingers inside her, teasing out her orgasm. Her inner walls began to pulse, squeezing, and I got a fucking fantastic idea of what it would feel like with my dick inside her. Later.

That would come later.

Tonight was all about showing my Little Bird what she was missing out on. Her refusal to take up my offer had stunned me. I thought with her brother’s life on the line, she would do whatever it took. I know if the situation had been reversed, I would’ve done it for Bianca. There had to be more to the story. More than what she was saying.

When her body finally stilled, I removed my fingers and brought them to my mouth. Her eyes flared with awareness as she watched, but everything about her was relaxed like I could do whatever I wanted to her right now, and she would accept it. Happily.

Her gaze tracked me as I rose to my feet, hungry for more. I straightened my jacket, pulling the sleeves of my cuffs down. I’d been so crazed by her in her tight fucking dress that I hadn’t even had the forethought to take the damn thing off.

She slid off the countertop, shimmying her hips to get the fabric of her dress to smooth down. The movement did nothing but jack me up a little higher. Grabbing onto her hips, I spun her around, so she was facing the mirror. I ground my aching cock against her ass, smiling when her eyes shuttered closed. Pushing the hair from the side of her neck, I kissed her there, nipping gently with my teeth.

“Think about my offer, Wren.”

Her eyes flared wide, then a frown formed on her face. “That was about the offer?”

The hurt in her question was like a gunshot to the chest. It had been about the offer, but it had also been because I couldn’t keep my fucking hands to myself. I told her as much because I always believed honesty was the best policy, even if it hurt. “I need it in writing, Bane.” We were back to that?

“No.” If my word wasn’t enough, a fucking piece of paper was a moot point.

Slowly, she turned back around to face me. “I need to know that Hawk’s debts will be gone after these two weeks. I don’t care about what happens between us…” I stiffened at her words, but she

pushed on. “I don’t need a Christian Grey-style contract where all the limits are set out.”

“Good, because that was fucked up. It took all the mystery and fun out of their fucking.”

Her eyes widened. “You’ve seen the movie?”

I grunted and folded my arms. “Read the books.”

The smile that pulled up her lips made my heart stutter. It was amazing. Incandescent. And I had to get her to do that more often.

“My sister made me.” Her smile widened, and I couldn’t help but lean in to kiss her. “Stop grinning at me like that.”

“You just caught me by surprise, Bane Rivera.”

“Yeah, well, don’t fucking say a word to anyone. I’ll deny the shit out of it.”

The mood that had been lightened suddenly dimmed. “But you’re not going to be able to give me what I want, are you?” She looked at me with such sudden disappointment that the urge to move fucking heaven and earth for her gripped me.

No woman had made me feel like this before, not in such a short amount of time. I would do anything for my sister, but she was family. Wren was not. But fuck, I wanted her to be more than just something to play with for two weeks. It would be a start, though.

“It’s too dangerous to have a piece of paper lying around with this sort of shit on it. If the cops got a look at it, I’m fucking done.”

Fuck, there was that look again.

Wren wrapped her arms over her chest, her eyes downcast. “Then… there is no deal. I’ll figure out another way to get you the money Hawk owes you.” She walked past me, unlocking the door but not yet opening it. I turned my head to find her studying me, trying to see what, I didn’t know. Wordlessly, she tugged on the handle and let herself out. As the door shut again, the sound of the music throbbing outside in the club was crushed like my fucking hopes that Wren would finally agree. I knew that if it were under any other circumstances, she wouldn’t have me. She was too smart to get tangled up with someone like me, so this deal was all I had left.

This deal or I let her go.

But that was never going to fucking happen.