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He reached out and gently grasped my neck in his massive hand. His thumb brushed the spot below my ear. Viper gave the column of my throat a gentle squeeze.
“You punished me tonight,” he growled softly. “For the shit that happened earlier.”
“Earlier?”
“When you were on your knees, pretending you were fine with it all.”
“I am fine with it.”
“Liar,” he whispered. He leaned down and took my lips with his before I could respond. His mouth covered mine and he consumed me. When I didn’t open to him immediately, he squeezed my neck again.
I gasped and his tongue swept inside my mouth.
His other arm came around to hold me in place. He kissed me until my knees were weak and then he let me go.
“You going to be honest with me now?” he asked quietly.
My lids fluttered opened, and I stared up at him. “Honest. Okay.”
“Admit it. You were pissed about how I wanted you this afternoon.”
I shook my head. “If I’d been pissed, do you think I would’ve gotten on my knees for you?”
He arched a brow as he slowly stripped out of his leather cut. Viper hung it up on the hook behind the door, then he removed his pistol and holster and set it on the nightstand. “Take off your clothes, Sutton.” He sat on the edge of the bed and began unlacing his boots.
I nibbled my lip as I watched him.
He stopped his movements when he saw I wasn’t getting naked. And waited.
Swallowing, I bent over and kicked off my shoes. Next came the tank which I tossed aside, followed by my jeans. For some reason, I balked at removing my thong.
Viper didn’t say anything as he finally began to strip down again. He leaned back and clutched his erection, giving it a few long strokes.
“Come here,” he said, his voice low.
I stalked toward him and stopped when I was at the edge of the bed. He let go of himself and reached out to drag my thong down my legs. I stepped out of it, now completely naked.
“Bed,” he ordered as he rose. “Lie on your back.”
We switched places. I settled onto the mattress and peered at him. He stood by the bed, my thong still in his hand. He wrapped it around his shaft.
I frowned in confusion.
“Spread your legs for me.”
I did.
“Now touch yourself while I watch.”
I blinked. “What?”
He repeated himself.
“I don’t—I don’t understand. You’re not going to fuck me?”
“No,” he said, continuing to clench my thong around his shaft.
“I’ve never done this.”
