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“What are you doing?” I didn’t know what his intentions were. Just sex?

“I’m holding the door open for you.” His brows narrowed. “I’m being a gentleman. Don’t make me regret it.”

I swallowed hard at the threat in his voice. “Fine. I was just asking a question.” I slid into the vehicle. “You don’t have to be a dick.”

He chuckled, shutting me into the car.

Letting out a hard sigh, I wiped my sweaty hands down my thighs.

Once Jaron was seated beside me, he laughed.

“What?” I frowned.

“It’s funny.” He shook his head, his gaze sliding to mine. “I’ve never had a woman question me when I tell them I want to see them again.”

“Have you ever seen the same woman more than once? Aren’t you a fuck ’em and leave ’em kind of guy?” I crossed my arms under my chest, lifting my chin. “Or is my pussy just that good?”

The smile fell from his face. In a quick move, he grabbed my right arm and pulled me against him.

“Sass me again, Piper.” His grip on my arm tightened.

“Let go of me.” I struggled against him, but he only spun me around so I was facing the back seat of the car.

“Do it,” he growled, lifting my dress to my waist.

“Fuck you,” I bit out through clenched teeth.

His hand landed against my ass.

I yelped, the burn from his palm spreading over me.

“Do it,” he repeated, his mouth brushing over my ear. “Sass me.”

My body heated at the mere intensity of lust in his gray eyes. “Fuck. You.”

His lips twitched, his palm connecting with my rear once again. “Again.”

“Fuck,” I panted. “You.”

Swat. Swat. Swat.

An unexpected moan escaped me. I was shocked at myself, never knowing I liked any amount of pain. The twins were dominant but nothing like Jaron.

“Again.” Jaron’s hot breath fanned the side of my face.

“Fuck you,” I whispered.

Swat.

Spots danced in my vision, a soft gasp escaping me.

“Hmm …” Jaron rubbed his hand over my ass cheek. “I can’t wait for the day I get to play with that little masochist inside of you.” He kissed my temple. “Now tell me you don’t want me again.” He released my arm. “Tell me that this pussy isn’t soaked right now. Tell me you’re not aching to be filled by my cock.”

My core clenched, my thoughts racing over what just happened.

“Say it, Piper,” Jaron demanded, his voice rough.

“Take me home.” I sat back on the seat, my ass sensitive from the many times he spanked me, but it only seemed to heighten the desire I had for him.

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