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She narrows her gaze.

"Do you know, when you’re thinking through all the pros and cons, you get a divot in the corner of your lips?"

"I do?" She rubs the left corner of her mouth.

I crook my finger at her. "Come 'ere and I’ll show you."

She leans over slowly, slowly, until her face is just above mine. I reach up and rub my thumb into the other side of her mouth. She swallows but doesn’t move away.

I drag my thumb across her lower lip, and a moan bleeds from her lips.

"Say yes," I murmur.

"And if I don’t?"

"You will."

She shakes her head. "That goddamn cocky attitude of yours. I hope you have the equipment to back it up."

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes," she whispers.

"Choose a safe word."

"Do I need to?"

"You agreed, Fire."

She glances into my eyes, then nods.

"Did you settle on a word?"

"Pomegranate."

I tilt my head. "The symbol of fertility and abundance. The seeds that led to Persephone being tied to Hades."

"Didn’t ask for a lesson in mythology," she scoffs.

I lower my hand, then jerk my chin toward her side of the tub. "Go back to your corner."

"Excuse me?" Her jaw drops. And fuck me, but the expression on her face is worth every bit of clash of wills that’s going to follow. I am going to win her over, I have no doubt. And I’m going to make sure she enjoys every second of our time together. And if she hates me during the process, it’s only going to make our inevitable union so much more satisfying.

"You heard me." I reach for my glass of whiskey and drain it. "Also, I need a drink."

She looks at me blankly, so I repeat myself, enunciating each word, “I. Need. A. Drink.”

She rolls her eyes. "I heard you the first time, wankhole. If you need a drink, you can damn well get it yourself."

I glare at her, and she scowls back at me.

I tilt my head, and she slaps her hands on her hips, which only has the effect of making her breasts, barely covered in that itty-bitty bikini, jiggle. Her nipples are outlined against the fabric, while droplets of water cling to her chest and in the valley between her tits. My cock thickens further, and if I glance down, I bet it’s going to be emulating submarine action. Not that I have anything to hide right now, but I’d prefer to pretend to have the upper hand. For the moment, anyway.

"Fire," I lower my voice to a hush and she swallows.

A shudder grips her and she throws up her hands. "Fine, I’ll do it, and only because I don’t go back on my word."

"I’m counting on it."

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