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“I just did.”

“That doesn’t count. You only told me because I made you. I guess, I can understand why you didn’t say anything. We weren’t dating, but we were friends. You should’ve told me. I wore that for months.” She felt horrible. He must’ve been so sad every time she’d been near him. “You need to tell me from now on. I know you don’t like talking about that part of your life but—”

“I don’t and I think we should talk about our bet.”

“Our bet?”

“Yes. On your little program.”

“The Harker’s Barker-Meter? You were serious about that?”

“Very.”

“Okay. What kind of bet?” She was pretty sure he’d want something sexual and she was okay with that, better than okay. She had to stop herself from squeezing her legs together to sooth the throbbing in her pussy.

“What do you want?” His voice had grown huskier. It was the same sound that whispered in her ear as he thrust inside her.

She wiggled on the couch and his eyes sparkled. She was so out of her league when it came to sex games and him. “Ah…you go first.”

CHAPTER.17: Harker

Harker’s dick hardened. Finally, they were getting to the good part of the night. “If I win you agree to do anything I ask you to do. Even if you don’t think you’ll like it, you’ll agree to try it.”

“You mean sexually?” Alison’s voice cracked a little.

“Yes.” He pushed down his annoyance, reminding himself that trust took time. He’d been in a relationship with her for almost a year, but she’d only joined two days ago.

“You want me to do something that I don’t want to do? I thought it was all about consent with”—she waved her hand at him—“you people.”

“Us people?” He should be offended but instead he burst out laughing. “And who are us people?”

“You know…kinksters or whatever you call it.”

“I call it people who enjoy sex.”

“Most people enjoy sex, but they don’t have to tie people up or hit them.”

“I bet most want to try. They’re just scared…of your people.” He smirked.

“My people?” She pointed at herself.

“Yes. Those who pass judgement on things that they don’t like or don’t understand.”

“I don’t do that.”

“You just did when you labeled me and my people as a group of kinksters. Whatever that even means.”

“I didn’t mean anything bad, but you’ve told me over and over that pleasure is all about consent. Now, you want me to do something you know I don’t want to do.”

“No, I’m asking you to keep an open mind and try new things. If at any time you don’t like it—and you have to be honest with me about this—then you use your safeword and we stop.”

“Oh…uhm…”

“I won’t ask you to do anything that I don’t think you’ll enjoy. My pleasure is in giving you pleasure. I want to teach you things that’ll make you come so hard you’ll shatter in my arms.” His cock throbbed in anticipation of her surrender. He had so much to show her.

“Uhm. First, how will this game work?” Her voice was soft, hesitant but he could see her pulse beat fast in her throat. “How will we pick who wins?”

“We run a contest Monday through Friday. We’ll use your program—”

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