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They’ve pretty much healed, but my ass is still tender, like my flesh hasn’t quite let go of the memory of that intense pain yet.
I look away. “None of your fucking business.”
“I put them there. That makes it my business.”
“Why can’t you just leave me alone?” I snap, rising to my feet. I quickly lower my voice before I draw the attention of the couple below. “In case I haven’t made it obvious enough, I don’t want anything to do with you.”
Owen stares up at me like I’m putting on a show and he’s not sure if he should be cheering me, or throwing vegetables. “Sit down.”
“Fuck you.” I try to slip past him, but he grabs the back of my hoody and pulls me down. I land half in his lap, and quickly wriggle off, wincing as my ass hits the hard bench. He catches hold of my legs before I can swing them off his thighs.
“I didn’t say you could leave,” he growls.
I don’t know why the fuck my body reacts the way it does whenever he drops his voice that low. When it becomes that… rough. Maybe it’s instinct.
Maybe it’s something else.
“This conversation is over,” I tell him coldly. “I said I’d give you back your BDSM shit, so what the hell else is there to talk about?”
A light flickers in his eyes, and I know I made another mistake.
“MyBDSMshit?” he repeats slowly. “And just what does a young, innocent thing like you know about BDSM?” His hands tighten around my legs, and he moves under me.
I’m suddenlyveryaware of the fact that his dick is pressing into the back of my knees.
“I told you, I’m not an idiot. Everyone knows about that stuff.”
“Do they?” He keeps holding me with one hand, but the other he slides up my thigh. With the thick, woolly blanket over us, it’s not obvious what he’s doing… but it is to me.
I shift, trying to move away from his touch, but I freeze when he digs his fingers into my thigh. “Maybe not in a tiny shithole town like this one. But in the city, they do.”
There’s heat in his gaze now, and it’s not the good kind. “Easy, girl. I’d think very carefully before insulting this town to the guy who’s going to be running it soon.”
I bark out a laugh. “Please.You?”
Owen shoves his hand between my legs, firmly clasping my pussy through my jeans. A violent rush of pleasure shoots through me, and I barely hold back a gasp.
Damn it, Evie. Why the fuck can’t you keep your mouth shut?
Because he makes it so fucking easy, that’s why.
“You know what the problem is with you, toy?”
My skin tightens, the hairs on the back of my neck lifting. “My name isEvie.”
“Your problem is that no one’s ever tried to discipline you before. You run wild, doing whatever the fuck you want, when you want.”
I let out another sarcastic laugh, but I freeze when suddenly Owen pops open my jeans with a twist of his hand. It happens so quickly that I’ve barely latched onto his wrist before he has his hand down the front of my pants.
“Mmm,” he murmurs, using the grip on my legs to drag me closer to him. “You’re so warm, toy.”
“Owen! What are you doing? Someone will see.” I yank at his wrist, trying to pull his hand out.
“You’re the one drawing attention, not me.”
From the corner of my eye, I see the couple below us turning to look back. “Fuck!” I whisper through clenched teeth.
“If you make a fuss, your punishment will just be worse.”
