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“Just thinking of me makes you wet?”

“Yes,” I say in a murmur.

He nods. “It’s mutual.”

“I make you wet?” I giggle.

“No, silly. You make me fucking hard.”

Without warning, Beckett reaches for my skirt and pulls the fabric up until it bunches around my ass.

“Pull it up further. I want to see what you’re hiding,” he tells me.

His words cause my heart to beat at an infernal rate.

Still, I do as I’m told.

The cool air caresses my skin as I bare myself to him.

“Lace the same color as the blouse,” he says. “Very. Nice. Take them off and hand them over.” His hand is already extended. Waiting.

I spent the day in a constant state of arousal, but now, I’m about to combust.

I’m so nervous, I almost fall off my heels in my attempt to step out of my panties. Beckett reaches out and holds me steady. I ready myself to bend down, but he beats me to do it. He picks up my panties, brings the scrap of champagne-colored lace to his nose and inhales with his eyes closed.

The sight makes me dizzy.

“And they’re soaking wet. You’re right, a wet spot would’ve been like a bulls-eye.” Thank God he understands. “Still, you disobeyed me and I can’t let it slide.”

Uh oh.

My eyebrows draw together. “What does that mean?”

“Bad girls who can’t follow orders get punished.”

“Like you’re going to send me to my room?”

“No. Like I’m going to put you over my knee and redden your ass.”

“No, you’re not,” I say, horrified.

“You’re putting an end to our friendship?” he asks with a cocked eyebrow. “Think of the benefits you’d be giving up…”

My clit weeps.

“Is it going to hurt?” I ask.

“So, this was your plan all along. You wanted my imprint on your ass. Admit it.”

I roll my eyes at his mocking words. “You’re out of your mind. Until a minute ago, it never crossed my mind.”

“Yet, you’re curious.”

I offer a one-shoulder shrug.

“To answer your question, it’s the best kind of pleasure and pain,” he says. “It’ll sting, but I promise I’ll make it go away.”

I ponder his words.

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