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“A gentleman wouldn’t have.”
“I’m no gentleman,” he grumbled.
At that, she let out a little moan and shifted against the seat again, rubbing her thighs together. Was she turned on too?
Fuck. She was. Now that he was paying attention, he could smell her arousal, like a fucking mating call.
He cleared his throat. “I took you on a job, now you tell me where you hid the tracking device.”
“No.”
“This isn’t negotiable.” No? People didn’t say no to him.
She turned in her seat to face him. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re bossy?”
“Of course. Now answer the question. Where’d you hide the device?”
“No,” she said smugly. “And you can’t make me.”
The dominant part of his brain threatened to short circuit. He just wanted to turn her over his knee and spank her sassy ass—was that so wrong? When they finally ended up in bed together, it was going to be a battle fucking royale.
“A hundred bucks says I can.”
“Another bet?” She pressed her legs together again.
“Never mind. You’re probably too scared.”
Her eyes got that hazy look again. “I’m not scared of you or your dungeon,” she said, voice husky.
Settle down, fuck. He slid a hand onto her thigh, testing the waters. She didn’t pull away. “What’s got you all turned on, pretty girl?”
He expected outrage so it surprised him when she said, earnestly, “I like danger.”
Well, fuck.
Chapter 5
The last of Addison’s sass and bravado melted away as Fox led her down to the basement. Sure, she’d played with dominants before, but not one who seemed to get her like he did. The truth was, she was just as nervous as she had been stealing her first car—except it was worse because submitting to a man who could read her so well meant letting herself be vulnerable. Maybe she could hold onto some control. There was no agreement between them that said she had to give it all up.
“So is this a shared dungeon, or your bedroom?” she asked, wondering if the guys had some sort of sock-on-the-doorknob arrangement between them.
“It’s my bedroom. As much as I love my brother and cousin, I need my own space.”
“Okay.” At least there’d be no unexpected company.
What had she been thinking, accepting this bet? What the hell was he going to do to her? Possibilities flicked through her mind, each more depraved than the last. She was simultaneously nervous and yet couldn’t wait to find out.
He paused on the stairs, turning so he could look her directly in the eye. “We can go up to the kitchen for coffee or just watch a movie if you’ve changed your mind.”
Giving her an easy out? A gentleman. Interesting.
“Are you afraid of me, Mr. Fox?” She cocked her head at him, challenging. What was it about this man that made her want to goad him into showing her who was boss? It was about as mature as a ten-year-old playing with firecrackers, but his reactions to it made her heart race. Would watching him blow up be fun, scary, or both?
“Master? Don’t you think you’re jumping the gun? I haven’t even started yet.” He win
ked at her and she frowned.
“I said mister, but nice try.”
