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I shift slightly to the left to make sure her arm is good and free.
I watch her hand reach toward the deadbolt and then ball up in a fist. She brings the fist back and strikes my thigh.
“I said let me go,” her voice is hushed, but full of feeling.
“Reach up and unlock the door, Victoria.” I breathe the words into the crook of her neck as I wind my fingers more tightly into her hair. “Then you can leave.”
The choice is hers, and she knows it.
I am hardly a man who can get away with assaulting a woman in a public place. There isn’t a more recognizable face on this island.
She knows I’ll let her leave.
I watch the thoughts pass through her expression without her even needing to open her eyes.
Finally, after a painfully long pause, she gives the tiniest shake of her head. I feel it against my fist more than I see it.
“Your safeword is Bentley. Do you understand?”
She nods quickly and then flinches as the action pulls her hair.
“Say the word out loud right now so that I can be sure you know what it is and what it means.”
The pause sucks the breath right out of me. I’m not sure I’ve ever wanted to hear a single word as much as I want to hear this one.
“Bentley.”
“And if you say that word again…” I prompt her, pulling back on her hair so her face comes away from the door, forcing her to face me.
“I can leave.”
“That’s right.”
Fucking hell.
I’m not sure if I wanted her to turn that lock or not. I mean, obviously my cock wanted her to stay, but there’s no denying the fact that this complicates things a bit.
And I don’t like when things get complicated.
But I can hardly back down now. This little vixen issued me a challenge and I’m going to have to rise to it, consequences be damned.
I slip my free hand under the tight waistband of her yoga pants. The noise she lets out is halfway between a whimper and a moan that shoots straight to my dick.
I grip the stretchy material and pull down sharply, taking it over the round of her ass.
And I’ll be damned if there isn’t a trace of panties under them.
I take a big handful of the soft, bare flesh and squeeze, earning myself a nice little gasp. When my hand slides between her legs, she offers up a full-on moan.
“I should have known you'd be so wet, you little slut.”
Her moan turns back to a whimper as I press a finger roughly inside her, adding another before giving her body a few quick thrusts.
“Dripping fucking wet,” I murmur, my head still tucked into the crook of her neck, pinning her shoulders against the wall. “You wanted to leave, but that was nothing but another lie.”
“I thought…” she starts, barely able to get the words out with her face pressed against the door. I pull back on her hair and turn her head to face me. “I thought it was okay for me to lie.”
“Are you apologizing again? Asking for my permission?”
