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“You don’t want to know.”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t.”
I raked a hand through my hair.
“I’m not some delicate princess, Crossland,” she said. “Tell me?—”
“To get you off in less than five minutes.” The words rolled off my tongue quick and solid. I rarely tried to hold myself back from saying anything, but with Aspen, the last thing I wanted to do was make her feel uncomfortable with our arrangement andbolt as a result. “But don’t worry,” I hurried to add. “I’m a big boy. I can control my instincts?—”
“You couldn’t,” she cut me off, and my brows rose.
“Excuse me?”
She shrugged. “I told you before, I never have. It takes me longer. You couldn’t.”
“I could,” I said, with every ounce of confidence I possessed.
A wild sort of grin shaped her lips as her eyes flickered to my mouth. “So cocky,” she said, shaking her head.
“Confident,” I countered.
Her eyes met mine. “Then prove it.”
Flames speared through my veins, the sensation so intense I took a step away from her. “You don’t mean that.”
“I do,” she said. “I think it would do you good to be proven wrong for once.”
I half-smiled, half-gaped at her. “Careful, kitten,” I said. “If I prove you wrong, it’ll be all I can do to keep you from begging for more.”
“Ha!” she huffed, nothing but delight in her eyes. “And you’re so sure it won’t be the other way around? See, all cockiness with nothing real to back it up.”
“Oh, I assure you, I haveeverythingto back it up.”
She popped her hip to the side, a little move that I tracked and filed away as a tell of hers—she was digging in. “There’s nothing in our contract that says we can’t,” she said. “So, prove it.”
I turned around, walking toward the door, hearing her sigh that sounded a hell of a lot like disappointment. I reached for the doorknob and flicked the lock before turning to face her again.
Her eyes widened and she visibly swallowed.
She’d thought I was leaving her.
Thought I was disregarding what she so openly offered. A challenge for sure, but I’d never been one to back down.
I crossed the distance between us, rolling my shirtsleeves up to the elbow, my suit jacket already discarded somewhere downstairs. I slid my hands into my pants pockets to keep them contained for the moment.
“I need you to tell me you want this,” I said. “Need you to tell me this isn’t a joke or some sassy banter. You’re not pressured into this just because you started this game. You say you don’t want me to touch you, and I won’t.”
“Seriously?”
“Absolutely,” I said. “I need to know you’re one-hundred-percent into this moment with me or we don’t move forward.”
She grinned softly. “Yes,” she said.
“Yes, what?” I asked, allowing my eyes to trail the length of her gorgeous body. I lingered on the curves I was desperate to worship, but somehow made my eyes move back to hers.
“Touch me,” she said. “I want you to touch me.”
I took my hands out of my pockets, reaching for her as I gently cupped her face. “I need you to get more specific, kitten,” I said, lowering my face to within an inch of hers. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do to you.”
