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“Maybe before. Now I want to get to know you,” I say. “So let’s start with your name.”
He glares at me.
“You’re already here,” I say. “You might as well tell me your name. I’m going to get it out of you one way or the other.”
He groans as I put my knife back in my pocket and run my fingernails along the ripped muscles of his chest. He takes in a sharp breath and I smile as I press my hand against his pec, feeling his heartbeats fasten. He might be good at looking like he’s keeping his composure, but I can tell he’s starting to struggle.
“What are you going to do to me if I don’t tell you, Keon?”
“I haven’t thought about that. Because you are going to tell me,” I say, my hand sliding down toward his stomach.
“It doesn’t matter how much you hurt me, I’m not going to tell you a thing.”
I smile at him, my gaze meeting his as his eyes turn a dim dark purple. “What makes you think that I’m going to hurt you?” I ask, my hand splayed on the hard muscles of his stomach. “That was never the plan.”
“What was the plan?”
“You know, you have a lot of questions for someone who is bound to a wall and unable to do anything but hang there,” I say, my hand sliding down toward the waistband of his pants. I feel the bulge of his cock against my fisted hand and he groans a little as I remove it. “But I’m going to tell you because I’m nice.”
He stares at me, his eyes darkening into a deep dark purple as he does.
“I’m going to finish what we started.”
“What?” he asks, his voice shaky.
“You wanted this, didn’t you?” I ask. “That’s why you came to my room in the first place. It might have been a ploy for information, but how hard your cock was? That was real. The way you were ready for me to fuck you, throwing your ass back at me, I know that was real. I could scent how turned on you are. I can smell it right now. But if you want this to stop, all you have to do is tell me your name.”
I slide my hand toward his cock, taking it in my hands. He’s so huge and hard that it takes everything in me not to drop to my knees and taste the lubrication already on the head of his cock.
But I don’t.
“You’re going to jack me off until I tell you my name?” he asks, a smile creeping into his voice.
“No,” I reply. “I’m going to jack you off until you tell meeverything.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
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PENN
The cuffs bite into my wrists as I stare up at Atlas, his eyes flashing in the dim light of the room.
“You…what?” he says, almost like he hasn’t heard me.
“You heard every word I just said,” I murmur. “And I know you’re nervous, but with me tied up here—”
“I’m not nervous,” he interrupts.
“Okay,” I say. “You’re…anxious. And I get that. But I’m not going to kill you, husband.”
I think the term disarms him a bit. He snaps his gaze toward me, turning in my direction, and I see then that he’s getting hard.
He can’t resist me.
And to be honest…I can’t resist him either.
“Please,” I whisper.
