Declan strode into the restaurant and his eyes immediately found her. Chloe. Instantly his cock was hard and his body hummed with the promise of what might happen after dinner. He wasn’t a Neanderthal; they would have dinner first and discuss the terms of their fake relationship then, if she was amenable, they would seal the deal with a long night of fucking. He couldn’t wait to get her in his arms again, to slide into her wet heat again, to taste her again. He’d had a raging hard-on all afternoon after their meeting and he was desperate for some relief, but not just anyone would do. He needed Chloe.

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