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“We can talk after. Go, or I’m going to think you need a reminder of who’s in charge here.”
She still wasn’t sure how she felt about him being “in charge” but her pussy loved it. Arousal flooded her panties and her clit throbbed at the growl in his voice.
For just a moment, she hesitated. If they slept together, what would happen when she confronted him about the monthly payments? If he had some deep, dark secret, would this be their last night together?
Maybe. But if it was, didn’t she deserve to know what being with him could be like? Would she regret it more if she didn’t let herself have this one night with him?
Her mind made up, she hurried up the stairs and into the bedroom. Austin was right behind her and she was barely through the door before he was reaching for the hem of her shirt.
“Wait!”
“Baby, if I have to wait much longer, you’re going to end up on your knees with my cock down your throat. What’s wrong?”
God help her if part of her wasn’t tempted to keep stalling just for the thrill his threats gave her. But if this was their last night together, she wanted him inside of her. Just maybe not with every light in the house glaring, highlighting every dimple and roll. “Turn the lights off. Please?”
A wicked gleam lit his eyes, and she instantly knew she’d lost this argument. “Absolutely not. I want to see you, Kit. Every inch of your beautiful body. Arms up.”
She opened her mouth to argue that it wasn’t beautiful, that it was fat and gross, but his warning about what happened to naughty girls who spoke badly of themselves was still fresh in her mind, so she clamped her lips together and slowly lifted her arms in the air.
The brush of fabric against her stomach and back sent a shiver up her spine.
“Cold, kitten?”
“A little,” she lied, jerking her arms down to cover her bare stomach as soon as he’d freed them from the shirt.
“Arms down,” he snapped, and she jumped a bit at the command in his voice.
“Austin, please.” She could barely whisper the words and tears burned at the corners of her eyes. Great, the only thing worse than letting him see her naked would be crying about it in front of him.
She’d half-expected another barked order, but instead, his hands came up to cup her face, forcing her to look up at him. “Arms at your side, baby. Let me see you. Let me show you how beautiful you really are.”
It felt like ages as she stood there, staring into those clear, ice-blue eyes. However long it was, she finally found the courage to lower her arms to her side.
“Good girl.” The soft, sweet murmur was followed by a kiss so tender, her knees buckled. If he hadn’t been holding her, she might have melted into a puddle right there at his feet.
A soft chuckle vibrated against her lips. “You like being a good girl, don’t you, kitten?”
“Yes, sir.”
“If you can keep being a good girl for me, you can have a reward soon, okay?”
“Okay.” Hopefully, the reward would be some kind of release for the unbearable ache between her thighs. Even as humiliating as this whole experiment was, her need for him hadn’t ebbed in the slightest. If anything, it was worse now than when he’d ordered her into the bedroom.
“Don’t move your hands. If you try to cover yourself, you won’t get your reward. Understood?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered.
When he reached for the waistband of her leggings, she screwed her eyes shut, unable to bear the disgust she just knew she was going to see on his face.
“Nope. None of that either, little girl. Look at me.”
It took every ounce of willpower she had, but she managed to open her eyes again. Relief washed over her when she didn’t see any of what she’d expected to. There was only him, smiling down at her, approval etched into every line of his gorgeous face.
“There we go. Eyes on me, kitten.”
Dread settled in her stomach as he reached for her leggings again and began tugging them down over her hips. There was a small voice in the back of her head, reminding her he’d already seen her like this so there was nothing to worry about.
But she hadn’t had to watch him, then. She’d been able to hide in the couch cushions, which was a completely different experience than watching him peel her leggings down, inch by agonizing inch.
