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“I’ve always been the odd one out,” she mumbles, shrugging like it’s not a big deal. “I never really fit in anywhere except with Letty and Jazz.” She shoots me a querulous look. “I was too contrary.”
I tip my face down to hers. “Then I guess it’s a good thing you walked into my shop, huh?” I murmur, my lips a centimeter from hers. “Because I’m a contrary motherfucker who never fit in either, Who.” It’s the God’s honest truth. I’ve always been stubborn. I’ve always liked being in charge. I ended up in a lot of fights as a kid as a result. Eventually, people learned to fuck off and leave me alone.
In high school, I met my match in a football coach who taught me it wasn’t enough to be in charge. I had to learn to be a leader, too. Shit finally turned around for me when I learned how to do both.
But I’m still a bossy bastard with no patience.
“The jury is still out,” she mutters, making me chuckle. She’s going to fight me the whole way. Unfortunately for her, all she’s doing is making my cock hard.
“Good. Then there’s no one here to stop me from doing this,” I growl, pressing my lips to hers to kiss her breathless again. Since I got a taste of her last night, I find myself eager for any excuse to take another. Her sounds drive me crazy. So does the way she feels in my arms.
She melts into me, not even trying to resist as I pull her closer, fucking up her hair as I wrap her ponytail around my fist to control her head. She whines when I pull it taut, giving me greater control.
She whines again when I bite her bottom lip.
“I think you need to come, Who.”
“I… I…” She shivers as I back her toward the sofa, careful not to trip over Roger.
“You can say no.”
“What if I want to say yes?” she whispers.
“Then say yes. It’ll just be between you and me.”
“Are you going to try to boss me around?”
“No, baby. I’m not going totryto boss you around.” I grin. It’s fucking cute that she thinks there’s going to be any trying involved. “I’m going to tell you exactly what to do. And you’re going to do it. If you don’t, you don’t get to come.”
Her eyes go wide.
“I won’t take more than you’re willing to give,” I remind her.
“You’re already skating on thin ice.”
“No, I’m not. You’re just nervous and sassy as hell.”
She huffs at me, but she doesn’t disagree.
I step away from her when her knees touch the back of the sofa. She tips her head to the side, eyeing me curiously.
“Strip, Little Who.”
“Um, you mean naked?”
“Yes.”
“Will you be naked?”
“Not tonight.” If I get naked, I’m not going to be able to keep my damn hands to myself. I’ll have her bent over the couch, eating both of her little holes until she’s screaming for mercy.
She purses her lips. “Do I need one of those words? The safety words?”
“Do you want one?” I ask, amused. She doesn’t need one tonight, but if it’ll make her feel better to have it, I’ll gladly give her one.
“I don’t know. Maybe I should have one. You know, just in case.”
“Kangaroo.”
