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I dust my lips over her ear as I fasten up my pants. “You think this was about giving you what you want? Or was this a punishment for teasing me all night?”
Her body goes rigid, her eyes sparking with indignation.
“Never forget who controls your body, baby girl. Your ass. Your pussy. Your mouth. Your pleasure. Your pain. All of it belongs to me.”
I smooth the fabric of her dress over her luscious cheeks and give one a hard slap, but she doesn’t flinch—she’s far too pissed off to give me a reaction. “Now get your sexy ass back in there before people start wondering where we are.”
She folds her arms over her chest. “I still need to pee.”
Grinning, I grab her elbow. Like I would let her go to the bathroom and finish off the job I started. I straighten my expression and stare coldly into her dark brown eyes that are filled with more fire and sass than usual. “Hold it.”
ChapterThirty-Six
JOEY
Two more hours we sat in that dining room, eating and drinking and chatting. I plastered a fake smile on my face the entire time, refusing to let him see that he’d gotten to me. But the whole time, my bladder threatened to explode while my ass throbbed with an irritating combination of pain and pleasure. Who the fuck does he think he is, fucking me in my own hallway and leaving me hanging? Manipulative jackass.
As soon as I get upstairs to my bedroom, I dash for the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, I sigh loudly with relief. I hear the bedroom door close, and a few seconds later, Max kicks open the bathroom door and stands in the doorway, his arms folded over his chest.
“Do you mind?” I snap.
He smirks. “Not at all, baby girl.”
I look away, finish peeing, then flush and wash my hands.
“I never said you couldn’t use the bathroom for the entire night, Joey,” he says, biting back a laugh.
My head snaps around, and I glare at him. “What?”
“Just while you were on the edge earlier. I didn’t expect you to hold it all night.” This time he doesn’t bother trying to stop it. The laugh rolls out of him, filling me with rage.
“You. Are. An. Asshole!”
He steps into the bathroom, closing the door behind him and crossing the space between us in one stride. “I had no idea you were actually going to do as you were told.” His voice drops an octave as he moves behind me. “It’s very unlike you.” He places his hand on the vanity either side of my hips, caging me in with his arms.
I frown at him in the mirror. Why did I obey him like that?
He lifts my dress and rubs a hand over my ass.
“Stop,” I hiss.
He does, placing his hand back on the vanity as he looks at my reflection. Resting his chin on top of my head, he stares at me until I feel forced to speak just to fill the silence. “My ass is kind of sore.”
“I know.”
I swallow. Of course he knows.
Reaching back under my dress, he brushes his fingertips over my lower back. “I’m going to take the plug out, okay?”
I nod my agreement. I want to tell him to go to hell, but his fingers feel so good as they trail down the seam of my ass. Why am I this pissed at him? It was my choice to go along with his demands earlier, wasn’t it?
“Breathe, baby girl,” he says soothingly, his fingers gripping the metal base as he slowly slides the plug out of my ass.
I moan, half in pain and half in pleasure. Max turns and tosses the toy into the wash basin. I feel both empty and filled with relief now that it’s gone.
“You did so good,” he whispers in my ear.
Why does his praise always make me weak at the knees? Unwilling to give him the satisfaction of seeing me react to his words, I glare at his reflection.
