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“You get me wet, I’ll get you wet right back.” Apleased with himselfsmirk takes over his entire face. “Although, mine won’t involve water, and it’ll be a bit more hands-on.”
Oh-my-fucking-God.
I thought my face was warm when he complimented my dancing.
This is a new side of Benny.
A playful side.
A side that doesn’t scream,I have no personality but Mafia psychopath.
Publicly, he plays that role as if he had been born for it.
Okay, technically, he was.
I’m beginning to realize Benny isn’t as one-dimensional as I thought.
And, well, I kind of like it.
Ugh, okay. I love it.
I return the faucet to its place and spin around to face him. “I’m definitely getting you back for your little ass-slapping—when you least expect it.” Unable to stop myself, I make a spanking gesture … which I’m later mortified by.
His face remains smug, and he tilts his head to the side. “I have to say, spanking has never been one of my kinks.” He strokes his chin. “But with you, I’m willing to try everything once.”
I don’t believe that.
Benny will try whathewants once.
I snort. “You’dsonot let me spank you.”
“You’re right.” He relaxes against the counter, crossing his arms and ankles. “I’ll stick to being the one who does the spanking.”
“You sure aren’t spanking me, so your spanking days are over.” I scrunch up my face at the thought that, at one point, he had women he spanked.
“We’ll see about that.” He straightens himself and erases the distance between us. “Remember how I said I couldn’t wait to hear you beg for my cock—”
I open my mouth to tell him to fuck right off with that talk again, but he presses his finger against it.
His voice turns deep and husky. “I’ve added something higher on the list.”
My body trembles. “Me not begging?”
“Me bending you over my knee, smacking that ass of yours, and absolutely loving it.”
He adds another finger to my mouth and inserts them between my lips.
Enter the Benny who makes me want to forget the promise I made to myself and straddle him on this floor.
I never thought I’d be turned on by someone’s fingers inside my mouth.
Remember, no sex with Benny.
Remember, he’s bad news.
He’ll never love you.
Those reminders babble through my thoughts, but I can’t seem to reach them now—can’t seem to pull away from Benny’s trance. My breathing seems to be stuck, trapped behind Benny’s fingers, and it becomes a bigger struggle when he rams them down my throat, causing me to choke.
