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“Wrong.” I rubbed my face in her hair, the scent so soft when everything inside me was so fucking hard. “It’s been on my mind since the bar.”

“Then, untie me, Bale. End this misery. Give us what we both want.”

“Mmm.” I moved to the foot of the table, my eyes casting over the redness on her skin, the bareness of her cunt, the neediness in her lips. “One more denial.”

“Come.”

My eyes widened from her dominance. “Pepper …”

“It’s what we both need. And we need it now.”

By researching Pepper and Lush, I’d learned that even though the submissive appeared to be the one lacking all the power, they really held it all.

And Pepper’s demands, the use of her safe word, rubbed that in even more.

“On one condition,” I told her.

“Anything.”

“Anything?”

Air swished through her lips as she repeated, “Anything.”

“Whenever you’re in this room, you’ll only think of me.” I glanced up at the ceiling, at the four walls, at the gorgeous woman before me, mentally saying good-bye to all but her. “You’ll think of how I just made you feel. How tonight marked you in a way that you’ll never forget.”

“That I can easily promise.”

Because she didn’t know the outcome.

Because she didn’t know that, after tonight, she would never see me again.

Because I was a selfish, ruthless bastard for making her give me that guarantee.

I gripped the rope between my fingers and began to untie her. “Now, I’m going to give you everything you want.”

“Everything?”

Since I could read her thoughts, I knew that tonight wouldn’t be enough.

That she’d want tomorrow.

Sunday.

Monday.

And on and on.

“Yes,” I lied. I had to. “You’re going to get … everything.”

* * *

There was only one way to get Pepper out of my car and into my house, and that was by carrying her. So, once I opened the passenger door, I reached inside and scooped her into my arms.

“You’re coming with me,” I said and held her against my chest as I walked us to the front door. I entered the code and brought her into the kitchen, setting her on the island.

Beds were for people who made love.

Islands. Walls. Couches. Those were for people who wanted to fuck.

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