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“Do you want some cake?” He pursed his lips together, holding back another laugh.

Oh. Did he intentionally make that sound so vague?

He pointed to his chest. “I already know you want some of me, but I might share the cake too if you ask nicely.”

His smile was both charming and infuriating. She wanted to smash his face in the cake…and then maybe lick it all off. She hated the way her body and heartbeat were reacting to this man.

She should have said no. She should have told him to leave her alone, but she didn’t want him to leave. Not really. “Yes, I would like some.”

Yes, she had intentionally left that vague.

She stood and walked over to the bars on shaky legs.

“Ask nicely.” He wasn’t laughing anymore, and his eyes had turned dark beneath his long lashes. Being this close to him made her body tingle.

“Fuck you.”

“If you ask nicely, I might let you do that, too.”

The effect on her body was instantaneous. The thought of his body up against hers, his cock inside her, made her knees buckle. But his cocky grin made her want to punch him in the groin. She gritted her teeth.

He took another bite of cake, taking his time cleaning the fork with his tongue. She had to look away before she threw her hands through the bars and grabbed him by the shirt. Her stomach growled again, and she shook her head and gave in…just a little.

“Please.” It came out as barely more than a whisper.

“Please what?” He watched her lips with such intensity.

She pressed her teeth together so hard it made her jaw hurt. “Please, can I have some cake?”

He surveyed her body, his eyes coming to a stop at her hard nipples visible through her thin shirt. She watched his throat bob as he swallowed, her own throat tightening with a desire to kiss his neck, right where that vein pulsed. He swiped his thumb across the top of the cake, gathering a scoop of frosting. “Open up.”

Fucking asshole.

She shook her head and leaned back from the bars

He sucked the frosting off his thumb. “None for you, then.”

Then he gathered more frosting on his thumb and waited for her to make a move. She hated the way her body rebelled against her brain, but she stepped close to him once again.

Her jaw dropped in obedience, and he put his thumb in her mouth. She felt filthy and delicious all at once. She closed her lips around his knuckle and licked the frosting off, relishing the taste and texture of his skin, committing it to memory. She wanted other parts of his skin in her mouth.

They locked eyes while she continued to suck every bit of frosting off of him. Warmth built between her legs once more, and she wished he would open the door and close the space between them.

He kept his thumb in her mouth far longer than necessary, watching her with hungry eyes. A low moan escaped him when she swirled her tongue over him one last time and popped him from her mouth. Ali felt dizzy with lust and they both stood in silence for a few moments. Their shallow breathing was the only sound in the cell.

Then Nik brought his thumb to his mouth, savoring the taste of her.

Oh my God.

It was a good thing there were bars separating them, because she feared the things she might do without them.

“Nik,” she whispered, her voice full of want that grated against her ears. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. She couldn’t even blink, afraid that he would disappear if she did. That this would be just another dream.

He reached through the bars, brushed the loose strands of hair behind her ear, and trailed his thumb back over her bottom lip. She flinched but allowed him to continue. “Can you do me a favor?”

“What?” She was full of nervous energy.

He licked his lips and flashed a grin. “Will you think about me again tonight? When you touch yourself?” His eyes lowered to her core. Did he know how wet she was? Could he sense her arousal?

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