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She was testing my patience.

Despite my understanding why she needed to know, this room hadn’t been built for a conversation like the one we needed to have. There were too many cameras. Too many ears.

The talk we were eventually going to have would take place in her apartment upstairs.

“Every fucking word I said was true. I missed you.” I cupped her cheeks, holding her steady, making her feel every enunciated word. “Just because I wasn’t here doesn’t mean I stopped thinking about you. Every second of every day, it’s you who’s been on my mind. You’re all I’ve thought about.” I let that sink in. “And at this moment, all I can think about is getting you on that table and ordering you to stay still.” I leaned down, closing the distance between our heights so she could feel my breath hit her face. “I don’t care how hard I’m blowing against you. The only movement I want to see from you is the rise and fall of your chest.”

I surrounded her nipple, pinching it through her bra.

Tugging.

Not letting up until there was a change in her eyes.

The change wasn’t because I had convinced her. Despite her question, she had been sold the moment she stepped foot in this room.

The change was to punish me.

Where denial was her fetish, pleasing her was mine.

That was what made my cock throb.

What made my hard-on ache in my suit.

Fuck me.

I left her tit and lowered my palm until it was pressed against the top of her pussy. Even through her jeans, I could feel the warmth.

It was taunting me.

Begging for me.

I reared my wrist back and slapped her clit. The thick material acted as a barrier, but I was sure she could still feel the sting.

The tease.

The friction.

I did it again.

And on the third time, I cupped her cunt.

Now, there was fire beneath my fingers.

“Get naked,” I demanded. “Right now.”

THIRTEEN

Pepper

The questions were still there; they just weren’t at the forefront of my mind. They’d moved into the back, covered in a thick haze of passion. At this very second, it didn’t matter how badly I needed to know why Bale had returned. What I needed to know was how badly he was going to make me scream.

Beg.

Demand an orgasm.

Oh God, I’d lost control.

It was now his.

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