Page 78 of Flight Risk


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Lily nods, her eyes falling to where she’s touching me. “I don’t think you should stop.”

“Um.” Maybe I’m still asleep. That would make sense. “I shouldn’t?”

“No.” Lily’s tone is definitive. “Because I’ve never done anything like this, either.” A little sigh. “And I’ve always wanted…ugh. It’s not about that.”

“Tell me.”

“I’ve always wondered what it was like to be reckless. I don’t think I’d have done this on my own.”

“I don’t think so, either. You can’t kidnap yourself.”

“I mean…” Lily tips her head back, a grin flitting over her face, and she’s beautiful in my sweatpants and my shirt and my life. “I’d never have learned about recklessness this way. Now I think I get it.”

“Do you?”

“I think I like it. And I like making you feel better. I want you to feel better.”

Yikes. “I don’t want your pity, demon girl.”

“It’s not pity. If the same things had happened to me, I’d…I’dwantto be mean to someone. I’d want to have control over someone. I can see how it would feel good.”

“What, like this?” I sit up and pull her onto my lap, then strip her shirt over her head. She’s naked underneath, her tits the most gorgeous curves I’ve ever seen.

“Yes.” Lily puts her hands low on my chest. “Like this.”

I’ve been sleeping most of the day, but my cock needs no time to get with the program. I’m hard already. “What else would you do?”

“I’d probably play mean games.”

“Lilith.” She looks at me from under her lashes. “Are you begging me to play more mean games with you?”

“No, Jameson,pleasedon’t.” It’s such sincere begging, so pretty, that I buy it at first. “Please. You can’t. I’m innocent.”

Lily’s green eyes are huge on mine, and the heat of her pussy pushes through the multiple layers of cloth between us. She looks at me, intent, and I look back—

And catch the glint in her eyes.

She’sdaring meto continue kidnapping her.

“Please.” Her voice drops. “Don’t make me fuck you.”

I stand us both up at the side of the bed and strip off the rest of her clothes, then mine. Back to the bed. I sit up against the headboard and yank her onto my lap. Her eyes are my favorite shade of green.

“Did you think a sore clit and some tears was enough to make it better?”

“I tried.” Her eyes glisten. It looks so real that I could die of happiness. Nobody commits like this. Nobody but me. “Please, Jameson. I tried so hard.”

“You weren’t good enough.”

Oh. A tiny, shameful sound.

“Now I’m going to make you ride my cock. Get to work.”

18

LILY

It’s a game.

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