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“Am I?”
“Until you tell me differently.”
“Really?”
“Really. Who is it?”
She groaned. “My ex, Redmond.”
“Limp Dick?”
“You cannot call him that, especially with that thing I felt throbbing against me. If I tell you I’m still frightened, will you sleep with me?”
“My guess is, it’s not sleep you’re looking for.”
She chuckled—the sound sending reverberations of her humor all through his skin. His cock throbbed harder.
“And you tell me I’m the bright one.” She stepped up beside him and he slid an arm around her waist, possessive and protective but somewhat discreet. “What do you want, Redmond?”
“I might ask you the same thing,” he smirked, his eyes taking in both their states of undress.
“Yo, G-Man,” growled Cooper, “eyes up here, and the lady asked you a question. I suggest you either answer it or leave. This is private property. Pete?”
“Here, Coop.”
“Do they have a warrant?”
“Not a damn thing, but King always says try to be nice to the feds until nice doesn’t work, then kick their ass.”
“Kill the lights,” ordered Cooper, and the feds obeyed.
Limp Dick came forward. “So, you hired Cerberus?”
“What business is it of yours?” replied Anabella. Good girl. She wasn’t giving anything up. “How do you know I didn’t just come up here with my boyfriend?”
The look on Limp Dick’s face was priceless—shock, disgust, and then envy. Yeah, he was pretty sure Limp dick had never set Anabella on a counter and made her come with his fingers.
“Do you know the kind of things this dude gets up to in their ‘club?’” You could hear the air quotes.
“Not all of them. But I will tell you he’s a whip master and can do the most amazing things when he has me bound to the St. Andrew’s cross.”
“I can’t believe you’re into that kind of stuff.”
“Believing it or not is up to you, and I don’t have to justify myself to you, Redmond.”
She had no way of knowing what she was doing to him. Or maybe she did. Maybe she was trying to let him know what she was interested in. He was an experienced Dom with a whole repertoire of toys and instruments, and he meant to explore each and every one with her.
“Are you ever going to answer the question? What do you want?”
CHAPTER12
COOPER
Cooper didn’t move a muscle. Anabella leaned into him as if she could absorb some of the tensile strength in his muscles.
“If he says or makes the wrong move, I’ll snap his spine like a twig,” whispered Coop.
“Good to know, and for reasons that escape me, and that I will never acknowledge, the prospect of that pleases me far more than it should.”
