over her pussy. "And you're wet. I bet I can get you wetter."
She started to respond, but the hand around her throat began to tighten. At the same time, he grazed her clit with a rough enough touch to send pleasure rippling up her spine.
"Oh, yeah." He whispered the words against her ear as his fingers found a quick, unforgiving rhythm, blunt fingertips slicking back and forth until blood pounded in her ears and her vision blurred. "Such a hot, wet pussy. If I weren't such a tease, I'd already be fucking it."
"Dallas--" Lex barely managed to rasp his name before his rhythm quickened. She rocked as much as she could, and it was almost enough.
Almost.
"Declan," he corrected, easing his grip so that she could speak. "Say it. Say it while you're coming."
"De--" Her hips jolted in a shudder that spread through the rest of her along with a blaze of heat that melted her. "Fuck, Declan!"
"Shh," he soothed, keeping her on edge with another clever twist of his fingers. "Sweet, sweet Alexa. My Alexa. Do you trust me?"
A current of fear flowed beneath the words. Lex longed to hold him, but she was trapped against his chest. All she could do was turn her head with a shaky sigh. "I trust you." She rubbed her cheek against his chin. "I love you."
He caught her mouth in one quick, tender kiss, then sharpened it by biting her lower lip with a groan. "Want me to stop teasing?"
More than anything. More than life. "I need it."
One more taunting stroke before his touch vanished, and she was bent over the table again. She stretched her arms against her bonds as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of her jeans and panties and hauled both down just far enough to bare her ass. He didn't give her time to savor the anticipation or even think before the broad head of his cock pressed against and then inside her.
No teasing. No mercy. With one hand forcing her to the table and the other bracing her hips, he pushed into her in one raw advance. He felt huge, bigger with her jeans trapping her legs together, and he filled her one relentless inch at a time.
Lex's head spun, all thoughts of struggling to regain control of the situation gone. He'd take what he wanted--and in return give her everything she never knew existed.
As if he sensed her submission, his fingers drifted up to smooth through her hair. He withdrew a few inches before rocking back, pushing deeper and a little harder. "Does it scare you, love? Knowing you're stuck with me?" His hand tightened suddenly, hauling her head back. "Does it scare you to know I'd burn it all to the ground if that'd make you happy?"
Pleasure clashed with satisfaction. "Hell, no." Nothing less would be enough.
He thrust harder, angling to hit all the right spots. "It should. I couldn't let you go. I knew I had to, and I couldn't. I'll be any man you want. A king or a beggar or a farmer or a killer. But I'll never be the man who can let you walk away."
It hurt where he pulled her hair, painful tingles that shimmered down her spine and melted until her body clutched greedily at his cock. "No more leaving," she gasped, a promise and a warning.
And because he was Dallas, because he knew her, he understood both. "What'll you do instead?"
"Make you pay," she growled. "Make you mine all over again."
Groaning, he slapped a hand on the table and bent low enough to speak in her ear. "Your threats get me so fucking hot."
The angle shifted his thrusts to a subdued grind, and Lex smacked her head back against his shoulder. "Sharp edges, remember?"
"Uh-huh." Every thrust was a little rougher, a little quicker, as if his self-control was fraying at the edges for all the lazy drawl of his words. His body told the truth--the hardness in his tensed muscles, the growing urgency every time his cock plunged into her.
He reached for the knife as he straightened. The tangle of her shirt around her upper arms loosened and fell away, and he jammed the blade back into the table in front of her. Catching her hand, he guided it to curl around the hilt. "If you let go, I'll stop."
"Kinky bastard." She gripped the knife with one hand and the edge of the worktable with the other.
Dark laughter spilled over her as he slapped her ass. "It's