And he knew it. He knew that she would take the measly crumbs that he offered. He knew he had that much power over her. “Get out of my way.”
He crossed his arms and braced his feet. Any concern he felt a moment ago had disappeared. Sebastian was calm and in charge again. “Make me.”
And now he was going to prove how she had no power over him. Ashley curled her hands into fists and dug her nails into her palms as she tried to hold back the rioting emotions. “I’m warning you, Sebastian. I’m about to lose control.”
Sebastian wasn’t worried. “I can handle it. Give me your best shot.”
“Oh, my God.” She thrust her hands in her wavy hair. “You want me out of control? Are you insane?”
“I want you to stop hiding. Stop running away.”
That was all she wanted to do. Run. Hide. Regain control of her temper before she broke into a million pieces. “You have no say in what I do.”
“I’m sorry about Salazar,” he said grimly. “I warned him off but I revealed more than I should.”
“Did you tell him I had a price?” she asked wildly. “That he could talk me down from my asking price because I was damaged goods? That I should accept his offer because you would kick me out of your bed soon?”
“I’m going to kill him,” Sebastian said through clenched teeth.
“You’ll have to get in line,” she declared as she strode to the door. “I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you, Sebastian. I respected your wishes but you didn’t respect mine.”
Sebastian was at the threshold before she could get there and slammed the door shut. “You are not leaving.”
She reached for the doorknob. “I see no reason to stay.”
“What about this?” he asked as his hands covered her shoulders.
It was the only warning she had before Sebastian turned her around and covered his mouth with hers. His kiss crushed her lips. Ashley pressed her hands against his chest, determined to push him away. He ignored her attempts as he settled her against the door.
Excitement burned through her. She shouldn’t want this. Shouldn’t encourage it. Yet she did want it, had waited for this moment. Ashley wanted to feel his hands shake with barely restrained emotion. She wanted the last of his control to snap and show exactly what was going through his mind.
Sebastian shoved her lace panties down her hips before he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist when he yanked her dress up her thighs. As he deepened the kiss, Ashley tore at his shirt, wanting to strip it from his body.
Sebastian groaned against her swollen lips. “Tell me you don’t want this.”
She wished she could. She wished she didn’t come alive under his touch or that she was always waiting, yearning, for his kiss. Ashley bucked her hips, silently demanding more.
Sebastian whispered something in Spanish as he shucked his trousers off. She couldn’t tell if it was a prayer or a curse. She clung to his shoulders, yielding to his fierce kisses, unable to deny him anything. Desire and anger coiled deep in her belly, hot and tight. It was a potent combination. A dangerous mix.
Ashley tensed when she felt the crown of his penis pressing against her. She hated herself for wanting this. Hated that she made it so easy for him. She tilted her hips as he drove into her welcoming heat.
She turned her head and moaned as he filled her. Ashley held on to Sebastian tightly as he thrust deep. His rhythm was ferocious and wild. She couldn’t get enough. The sounds of their uneven breaths and the creaking door were harsh to her ears. The scent of hot, aroused male electrified the air. She clutched to his fine cotton shirt as she rocked her hips against him.
“Walk away and you’ll never feel like this again,” he declared gruffly as he burrowed his head against the base of her throat. His teeth nipped her skin as if he was leaving his brand.
Ashley knew he was right. Only Sebastian had this power over her. The sexual hunger clawed inside her. It was unbearable, pressing against her, demanding to break free.
“You will always be mine.”
Ashley’s sobs caught in her throat as the violent climax ripped through her. She sagged against him as he continued to thrust. She couldn’t fight the truth anymore. When he discarded her and moved on to another woman, she would still long for his touch.