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Chapter 11: Mine to Choose

I walked out of St. Anne's with the invoice folded in my fist and got into Quincy's car.

I did not say where I wanted to go.

He did not ask.

The penthouse elevator climbed forty floors in silence, and he stood a careful foot away, with his hands in his pockets.

The doors opened on the dark living room.

I walked in and dropped my shoes.

"I have been somebody's wife for five years," I said, "and I have never once chosen it."

He stayed where he was.

"Tell me what you're choosing," he said.

"You."

"Suzette."

"I'm five years of lies tired and I'm sick of being handled. I want one thing tonight that I picked myself."

"You've had a day."

"I've had a life."

I turned around.

I unzipped my dress and let it fall.

His eyes dropped over me, slow and black, and I felt it.

"Say it again," he said hoarsely.

"I want you."

He crossed the room and kissed me so hard my head went back.

His hands were everywhere.

He pulled me against him, and I felt how hard he already was through his trousers, and I rocked into it without shame.

"Bed," he said against my throat.

"Now."

"Bed."

He lifted me.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and bit his lip.

He swore and carried me down the hall.

The sheets were cool against my back.

He stripped off his shirt.

I put both palms flat on his chest, hot skin and a hammering heart, and dragged my nails down to his belt.

"Slow," he said, catching my wrists. "You're carrying..."

"I'm not made of glass."

"I know."

"Then stop treating me like it."

I held his eyes.

"If I freeze," I said, "I'll tell you. I'll say it out loud, and you'll stop, and we'll start again. But I'm not going to freeze tonight. I want to be here for every second of it."

"You will be," he said.

"Good."

He let go of my wrists.

I opened his belt, and he groaned when I took him in my hand, thick and heavy and hot.

I stroked him once, slow, to watch his eyes close.

"Christ."

"Look at me."

He looked.

"This is mine," I said. "I decide."

"Yes."

"Take your trousers off."

He did.

I pushed him onto his back and straddled his thighs.

I took my time, because I had never in my life taken my time.

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