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“…and that damn dress,” he waves at my attire.

“What the fuck, Archer?”

I look down at my dress and note that my cleavage is on point.

“I miss your blue hair and love your ripped jeans, and your phenomenal tits should never be restrained.”

I stare at him, thoroughly confused by his mixed signals, but I hear the vulnerability in his tone.

The plane moves faster down the airstrip, his eyes burn into mine, and without looking out the window, I can feel the pressure change in the cabin as we lift off the ground. My body feels drawn to him, and I’m so tired of fighting this attraction.

“Now, you tell me a truth.”

“Name it,” I say.

“Do you really want to keep section eight?”

I can’t fight my grin. He’s talking about the addendum in our contract, where I stated there was no sex allowed between us. I shake my head, and at his hungry glare, I spread my legs in front of him. His eyes shoot down to where I’m bare, and I bite my lip as he growls his approval. I watch his knuckles turn white as he squeezes the armrests. The plane is still rising, but I’m not sure how much longer we can be kept away from each other.

“You’re playing with fire.”

“I’ve never been very good at playing by the rules,” I say as my temperature rises, and I feel the rush dampen my center.

“It was your rule.”

“I don’t know what I was thinking. It was clearly a terrible idea,” I tease, grinning like the fiend I feel like.

“I’m a man who lives by rules, Willow, so if you want to change the rules, you’ll be punished for breaking it first.”

My eyes bulge, and I’m surprisingly aroused at the thought of him spanking me.

“What are we talking about here, Mr. Alexander?”

“I’m not going to break the rules. I won’t touch you.”

“What?” I hate the whine in my tone, but suddenly I’m feeling like a toddler who dropped her ice cream cone. I wanted to eat that cone so fucking badly, and now he’s going to keep it away from me. I kinda feel like crying. When I try to close my legs in defeat, he leans over fast and grabs my knees, his eyes menacing—his body now on his knees in front of me.

“You said we couldn’t have sex. I won’t give you what you want until that’s redrafted, but I will make that sopping wet kitty purr for me.”


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