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"Apologize first, for being so impolite."
"I won’t."
"Fine."
I dance my finger across the screen, reach for the delete button, and she snaps, "Okay, fine, I apologize."
"That didn’t seem like much of an apology."
"What the hell?" she snarls. "Do you want me to get on my knees?"
I arch an eyebrow and she pales.
"No," she says through gritted teeth. "Of all the annoying, stupid, humiliating things, you'd ask me to do that?"
I yawn and she snaps her teeth shut. Then she lowers herself to her knees, tips her chin up and purses her lips together, "Happy?"
"Not yet," I tilt my head, "open your mouth."
She pales.
I glare at her and she swallows, then parts her lips.
"Good girl." I slide my thumb inside her mouth, then lower my voice to a hush, "Suck on it." She doesn’t take her gaze off of me as she curls her warm tongue around my digit.
The blood rushes to my groin.Fuck.I press down her tongue, as she parts her lips further. The thought of those lips wrapped around my cock…Goddamn it to hell.A surge of need races up my spine. To think, I’d thought I’d be able to stay away from her. I pull my fingers out, then jerk my chin, "Get up."
She rises to her feet and I flip the phone so she can peruse the screen. She reads the message, once, twice, then swallows. I lower the phone, frown down at her, "Well?"
"What?" She glowers back, "What do you want now?"
"What’s your reply?"
"Oh," she blinks, "you’re going to let me answer her message?"
"I am going to allow you to tell me what you want to say and I am going to type it out for you."
"Don’t trust me, Capo?"
My vision tunnels and my balls harden. Shit, the sound of my title from her lips... It’s so damn erotic. I toss the phone at her and she catches it.
"Go on, answer the message."
She blinks. "So, you do trust me?"
"I trust you…to say the right thing, Karma. If you don’t, I know exactly where your sister and her new husband are right now, and trust me, they’ll pay for your impertinence."
She scowls, "Fine, fine, you don’t have to go all Godfather on my arse. I know you’re too clever to simply hand the phone over to me to reply without having your own checks and balances in place."
She glances down and her fingers race across the screen. The sound of the message being sent fills the space. She straightens, then hands the phone over to me.
"That wasn’t too bad, was it?"
"If you mean my having to beg to use the phone which, honestly, is as crucial as breathing…then yeah, it sucked balls."
"I need to wash out your mouth," I fix my gaze on her lips, "and it’s not going to be with water."
"Whatever." She flips her hair over her shoulder, "You’re all talk and no action, you know that?"
