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Her color heightens. For a second, she stays still, then she shakes her head.

"Zara," I lower my voice to a hush, and she shivers. But she still doesn’t move.

"If you don’t do as I say, I’ll have to interpret that as a sign of battle lines being drawn."

"Oh, good." She rises to her knees, then shuffles toward the edge of the bed, and I click my tongue.

"Remember what I said? You can’t leave the bed."

"I have to use the bathroom." She protests.

"I’ll take you."

She scowls at me over her shoulder. "I’m not an invalid."

"And you agreed to a one night stand, an agreement whichisinvalid the moment your feet touch the floor outside the bed."

"I’ll have to touch the floor of the bathroom," she points out.

"That’s allowed."

She scoffs. "Who makes these stupid rules anyway?"

"I do, babe, you should know that by now."

"Doesn’t mean I have to follow them." She puts out a leg to jump off the bed, and I throw myself across the length of the mattress. I grab her around her waist, and she yells as I pull her to the bed and clamber on top of her.

"Let me go." She begins to struggle under me, and each time she moves, her thigh brushes against the hardening column between my legs. She must feel it, for she freezes. Her color is high, and her entire body vibrates with a nervous energy that tells me she’s both afraid of what I’m going to do next, and excited about it.

"You’re being bratty, hmm?"

"You’re being all dominating, hmm?" She tips up her chin.

"It’s who I am, baby, and you find it appealing"

"Do not."

I lower my head and run my nose up the side of her throat; she shudders.

"You can try to deny it as much as you want, but your body responds to my every touch."

"Doesn’t mean much when my mind’s not in it, does it?"

I stiffen, then pull back. "Are you saying you don’t want me to touch you, Zara?"

She holds my gaze.

"All you have to do is use your safe word, and I’ll stop."

She swallows.

"Well, what’s it gonna be Zara?"

She firms her lips. "I’m not using my safe word, am I?"

A hot sensation stabs my chest. A flush of triumph sweeps under my skin.Huh? Was I so afraid that she’d use her safe word? And would I have allowed her to leave if she had? Would I have gone back on my word?Good thing I don’t have to answer that question. I search between her eyes, then roll off the bed. Once on my feet, I scoop her up in my arms.

"What are you doing?"

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