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“Get on your knees, Goddess.” He ordered softly.

I knew immediately I was in trouble.

Slowly, I melted off the edge of the sofa, and waited.

But Carter wasn’t in a rush.

Instead, of making me do things to him, he freed his beautiful dick from his clothes and stroke it in front of my face.

I wanted to feel it hot and pulsing between my lips. I wanted to taste him, running delicious and hot across my tongue.

When I tried licking at him, he pressed a palm to my forehead.

“You don’t have permission to do that.” He purred at me.

“But—” She panted.

“Bad girls don’t get rewarded.” He purred.

“This is no fun for me—watching you touch yourself and I can’t even get a taste.” I pouted.

“It’s a punishment, Goddess.” He reminded me. “It’s not supposed to be fun—at least, not for you.”

Unable to help myself, I whimpered and tried holding out. I tried staying unrepentant, that little brat that tested his control.

But as he touched himself, his free hand travelling up his body, to his nipples, up to his neck to his mouth, I held my breath.

He licked his palm and wrapped his now wet fingers around his cock, and I lost all control.

“Trouble, please.” I panted. “Please.”

My thighs melted apart.

“Please.”

“Are you begging for it, Goddess?” He leaned forward, to level fiery eyes at me. “Are you ready to be a good girl?”

I swallowed.

“Yes.” I croaked.

“Say,please, Trouble, fuck me.”

“Carter!” I wiggled around in frustration. “This is torture.”

“You made a choice, Goddess.” He licked at my mouth. “You made a very conscious choice to be disobedient. And I haven’t forgotten that conversation you made me have with you. Do as I ask.”

Whimpering, I made a mental note to pay him back for this.

Lifting my eyes to his, I licked my lips.

“Please, Trouble.” I pleaded. “Please, fuck me.”

Carter knelt in front of me.

“Good girl.” He cooed, sliding between my thighs.

I wasn’t sure what it was about this time with him.

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