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When I pull back, her lips glisten. “Why’d you get a gift for me? It’s not my birthday.”
“After you refused to make love to me the other night, I thought you might need a little persuasion.”
One side of my mouth quirks. “Oh, so it’s a bribe, then?”
“Something like that.”
She looks at me from under those thick lashes, extra dark with the mascara she wore to work today. She doesn’t need makeup, but something about seeing her all dolled up does things to me. Perhaps it reminds me of that night I fucked her throat so completely she had black streaks running down her cheeks.
I kiss her again and quickly get lost in the taste of her lips and the swirl of her tongue.
“Are you wearing my present?”
Nodding, a hint of mischievousness twinkles in her eyes. “Yes.”
I skim the back of my hand along the side of her torso, tracing the curve of her upper waist, and bring it around to the underside of her breasts, brushing faintly across the lacy fabric of her bra. “Is it this?”
“That’s part of it,” she rasps.
Moving the same hand down her body, I dance my knuckles along the crests of her hips where the thin strap of her panties rests. “Is this the other part?” I sneak a finger under the elastic and give it a little pop.
Her breath hitches. “Yes, that’s another part of the gift.”
“Is there more, tiger?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Where is the rest?” I ask, knowing damn well she’s got a new toy inside her.
“You’ll need to find it,” she simpers.
Between us, her arms drift lower.
Naughty girl.
Instead of groping the growing bulge in my pants— which is what I expect, considering her hands are down there— her face pinches tight, and her mouth parts with a faint gasp. A tiny whimper escapes her rounded lips.
I glance between us, and the vixen has slipped her fingers into her panties.
My next words come out in a husky timbre. “Tiger, what are you doing?”
She removes her hand. “Reminding you of what you’ve been turning down all week.”
Her fingertips, glistening with her arousal, skim along my lips. “Open for your dirty girl, Cal.”
Powerless to deny her, I open wide, desperately craving what she’s offering. She thrusts two fingers into my mouth. Her delicious nectar explodes on my tongue as I suck them in heartily. A warble of ecstasy erupts from deep in my chest, vibrating around her fingers.
She tugs her hand free, but I grab her wrist to stop her. I’m not done savoring her. Everything inside me is screamingmore, more, more.
Then a vision pops into my mind of those pink grooves on her pale flesh from the restraints, causing me to quickly release her.
“Baby, we shouldn’t do this until you’re fully healed.”
Sadness and disappointment battle it out on her face. “Cal, I’m begging you. I promise I don’t hurt anymore.”
I swipe at my lips to gather her lingering taste.
“Please,” she pleads with me, heartache seeping into her tone. “I need you. Please don’t deprive us anymore. Don’t you want me like I want you?”
