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“No.”

“Maybe you should have begged for it,” he says.

“Damn, you’re right, I should have. I’ll remember to beg for it next time.”

“I’m going to be a bad influence on you,” he says. “I’ll only encourage you, you know that? I’ll make you a dirtier and dirtier bitch at home, taking first place before the clients who want to pay for it. I’ll push you, and you’ll encourage me, and who knows where we’ll end up?”

I see the look in his eyes, though. His question is rhetorical. I know he’s well aware where we’ll end up.

He knows what Tiff does – the very deepest and darkest fantasies she indulges for people. He knows his own back catalogue – some of it still in the shadows, unshared.

He knows I’ll do it, too.

“Are you going to piss in my mouth?” I ask him, and he smirks, thrusting harder.

“Of course I am, baby. You’ll be taking piss in every single hole if I have my way, but it’ll happen when it happens.”

“Jesus,” I say, “that sounds really hot.”

“It will be,” he says, “And trust me to take care of the order of our naughty list, and you take care of enjoying your own. Tell me some more about Daddy, tell me how much you liked being his little girl. Make me a jealous asshole who wants to fuck him right out of you, because it’s twisting me up, baby. Such a hot fucking contradiction. On one hand I’m so fucking possessive, I could scream, and on the other I want you to be the slut of all sluts. I want you to work through the naughty list like the dirtiest bitch alive.”

“Tit for fucking tat,” I moan, because I feel the same twist. I think about him being a dirty bastard with dirty women, and groups of men. Other couples. Other people paying for his beautiful mouth and his beast of a cock, and his crazy skills using them.

I get what he’s saying.

I get what he means.

It’s a combination of so much – filthy souls entangling, beyond words.

“This is going to drive me crazy,” I tell him. “I’m going to get so dirty, I won’t be able to stop.”

“I’m already crazy,” Josh says. “I was insane before I ticked the boxes on the naughty list and signed my body over to them for cash, they just made me a whole load worse.”

“Or better,” I tell him and I dig my nails into his shoulders, as he fucks me rough.

I tell him what a dirty little girl I was with Daddy, and how much I wanted him. He tells me how filthy he was with his silver fox client and how he enjoyed catching the taste of pure, nasty filth on his tongue piercing, right from his client’s asshole.

It’s hot. It’s gross. It’s addictive.

And I’m addicted to him.

Just as well he’s offered me a longer stay here in his place, until I get another rental of my own, because I couldn’t leave if I wanted to. Right now, I’m so desperate for him, I’d be clawing at his door.

We’re both a sweaty mess on the living room rug when we’re done with fucking. He lies beside me, and pulls me in close, back to our calmer selves now that our filthy, lusty serpents have buried their way into the shadows.

“Let’s get lunch,” Josh says. “And then we can compare proposal calendars. I want to make sure I’m ahead of the curve on yours.”

“You’ve got a task on your hands there, then,” I laugh. “My calendar is pretty jam packed after my supposed moving date, and there are plenty of new experiences on there for me. Some I’d never have even thought of.”

He gives me a smirk and a side eye as he gets up from the floor, and then he holds out a hand to me.

“I never turn down a challenge, Ella.”

Chapter Sixteen

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You’ll be walking down the same park backroad as you were when I grabbed you last time. You’ll run and I’ll chase you, until you can’t take any more. I’ll bind you up and throw you in the back of my van. You can fight me all you want, it’ll only make me more excited.

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