Chapter 18

He snarled at her and reached for his zipper. “You’re begging for what you don’t want me to give you. Stop now.”

“Just make her come,” Luc whispered, the voice of sanity. “She’s needy and doesn’t know what she’s asking for.”

She frowned. She did know what she was asking for—relief! Deke wanted her; his unflagging erection made that clear. It was obvious.

But he was saying no, just like he’d said no to vaginal intercourse during their conversations. Why? He liked women, she knew. Jesse. She couldn’t forget Jesse.

She needed to experience sex his way, but still come to him a virgin, as she’d said she would.

Deke had vowed that he wouldn’t take a virgin. He didn’t want to claim anyone.

Now she recalled… Somehow, his stance disturbed her.

Deke’s fingers curled into fists. He swallowed. The effort to resist her was costing him dearly.

“Right,” he said finally, his voice like gravel in a blender. “I’ll make her come.”

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