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“No, not yet. Resist the urge,” she hissed.

“Don’t listen to Anne, Sylvia,” Alex called.

We were both silent for a moment and then burst into laughter. I grabbed Alex’s mug and carried ours to the living room, setting mine on the coffee table before going to him.

Alex was still bound to the wall, his cock still hard, and his head leaning against his bicep. His muscles were now highlighted from the morning sun, and he watched me come closer through a squint.

“Traitor,” he whispered, but his lips tugged into a smile.

“You like it,” I said. “I can feel it in our bond.”

He relaxed some, his expression almost carefree. “You know what I feel in our bond?”

“What?” I asked, holding up his cup of coffee.

“Feed it to me,” he whispered.

I hesitated for a moment, confused by what he meant.

And then it clicked.

“You want me to spit your coffee in your mouth?”

“Yes,” he said, still smirking.

“That’s surely not what you feel in our bond,” I said.

“No,” he snorted. “I’ll tell you after you give me coffee.”

“What happened to you being Daddy?” I teased.

“Only good girls get Daddy,” he answered. “Which…. If you let me go…”

“No,” Anne hissed from the kitchen.

“Sorry,” I said, taking a sip from his cup.

I held the hot liquid in my mouth and found myself rising up onto my tip toes. Alex parted his lips, his gaze locking with mine.

He was such a confusing man. One minute he had me begging to take his cock and the next he wanted me to spit hot coffee in his mouth.

Fuck.

Damned if both sides to him didn’t turn me on though.

Mine.I could feel what he felt through our bonds, could feel how much he wanted me. How much I wanted him.

I did what he asked, spitting the coffee in his mouth. He swallowed, letting out a soft breath.

“Good girl,” he whispered, his voice husky.

Fuck.

Oh.

I immediately felt my pussy throb, heat rolling over me. My breath hitched.

“Again,” he whispered.

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