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"Are you trying to get under my skin or are you trying to get under my skin?" I slide the phone into my pocket.

She tosses her head, "If that was a joke, I don’t get it."

"Good," I widen my stance, "because by the time I am done with you, you won’t be laughing."

"What’s that supposed to mean?" She twists her fingers together, "I mean, seriously, you are worse than a B-grade Hollywood flick, Capo. Have you heard yourself lately?"

"How about we settle for hearing you as you come?"

"What?" She glances around the space, "Here?"

I twirl my finger in the air. She huffs. I glare at her and she pales.

"Do it, Beauty," I murmur. She spins around and faces the counter.

I press my palm into the small of her back and a shiver trembles down her spine. I push forward and she leans over beautifully. I glide my palm up her spine and fix my fingers around the nape of her neck. The length is so slender that my fingers meet around the front. She turns her head, and I urge her to press her cheek into the glass counter. Another trembling grips her. I increase the pressure around her neck and she subsides.

"Relax," I murmur, "I am not going to hurt you."

"No, you did that already."

I glance down at her face, at where she’s staring up at me from the corner of her eyes, "And you enjoyed it."

She shakes her head, and I increase the pressure around her throat, "Don’t lie to me." I lean in close enough for my breath to raise the tendrils of hair at her temple. "You loved every minute of riding my knife handle; you enjoyed coming on my fingers in the changing cubicle. Even now, bent over the counter with your arse up in the air and at my mercy, you can’t stop your cunt from dripping for my touch, for my fingers to be crammed inside of you, for my mouth pushed up against your slit as you ride my tongue."

"N...no…" she stutters, "that’s not true."

"It is." I close the distance between us so my pelvis is pushed up against her curvy rear end, so my dick nestles in the valley between her ass cheeks. So there is no doubt about just how turned on I am. How at my disposal she is. All I have to do is yank up the fabric of her dress, lower my zipper and—"

"If you’re going to shag me, why don’t you simply do it and get it over with?" she huffs.

"Because that would be too easy?" I bend and place my mouth so close to hers that we share breath, "Because I am not going to put you out of your misery that easily. Because you can fool yourself all you want, Beauty, but the fact is, under that innocent exterior beats a heart that is every bit as perverted as mine, a soul that yearns for every depraved thing I can do to you, a mind that is, even now, racing ahead with the possibilities of exactly in what positions I can tie you down, how I can restrain you, how I can render you helpless and willing to take my cock in any position that I choose to give it to you…or not."

A low moan bleeds from her lips, and my dick instantly lengthens. I cup her ass cheek and her entire body grows rigid. I drag my finger down the fabric that clings to the cleft between her butt cheeks and her thighs clench.

"Shh!" I slip my hand under the slit that runs up the back of her dress, my fingers brush the back of her thigh, and a whine spills from her lips. I thrust my thigh between her legs, pry them apart as I slip my fingers in between them and freeze.

"You didn’t wear panties?"

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