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Alix

I’d tried.I really had.

But from the moment I’d stretched her bound arms above her head, I’d known I was in trouble. Bondage was more my thing than punishment, but seeing that flogger resting just above the swell of her ass tempted me in a way nothing else had.

By the time I finished taking the last few shots, my cock had been hard and aching.

I’d thought talking to her about something simple and non-sexual would help, but all it had done was make me want her more.

So I’d taken the chance.

A shudder went through me as I claimed her mouth. The taste of her, the feel. She was so small, so fragile-looking, but I’d seen the strength in her muscles, felt it in her touch. I knew she could take everything I wanted to give her. And that she could give it back just as good.

I slid my hands down her back to grip her ass and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist, her thighs gripping me tight enough that I was able to raise a hand and bury it in her hair. I tugged on her curls, probably harder than I should have, but she moaned, grinding down on my painfully hard cock, and that just turned me on even more.

“Bad...idea...” Her mouth slid down my throat, teeth biting at the skin.

“Don’t care.” I slammed her back against the wall, letting my arm take the majority of the hit.

“Me either.” She put her mouth against my ear, her accent thick as it flowed over me. “Are you wanting to tie me up again? Or was there more you wanted to be doing to me?”

I closed my eyes for a moment. Was she fucking kiddingme?

“Are you sure?” I couldn’t look at her as I asked the question.

I felt her smile against my neck, then she raised her head, those gorgeous eyes of hers sparkling.

“How else will you be making me behave myself?” She shifted her weight, rubbing against me.

“Fuck,” I growled as I grabbed her hips. “Stop.”

“Make me.”

I’d already learned that setting a challenge for her made her rise to the occasion, and Sine’s words touched on that primal part of me that thrived on control, prompting me to want to do exactly what she said.

Make her stop.

I spun us around, finding the couch with ease. I sat us both down, manhandling her until she was draped over my lap, ass in the air. The panties I’d chosen for her were the sort that left enough of those firm muscles bare to be distracting.

I ran my hand over the pale flesh, enjoying the freedom to touch her without an artistic excuse. She wriggled on my lap and looked over her shoulder at me. One eyebrow went up, and something inside me snapped at the challenge.

I brought my hand down, palm smacking against skin hard enough to sting. She gasped, eyes widening, and I waited. It was one thing to do a little light bondage. Spanking wasn’t exactly hardcore, but it wasn’t for everyone. I rarely did it, and it was the furthest I usually ventured into pain.

“Is that all you’ve got?” She grinned at me.

Two quick slaps to her ass made her whimper, but she didn’t pull away. Her hands curled against the couch, and I reached for the clasp of her bra. A flick of my fingers and I was pulling it off.

“Hands behind your back.”

She did as I asked without a moment’s pause, and I used the bra to bind her wrists. I ran my hand up between her shoulder blades, then buried my fingers in her hair again. The sound that escaped made me chuckle, and that turned into a full laugh when she glared at me.

“You sound like a fucking cat.” I moved my fingers, massaging her head, and bringing another one of those sounds. “Like you’re purring.”

She laughed, a rich, throaty sound that made me want to take her hard and fast until she screamed my name.

But first, I intended to leave her ass a beautiful shade of red before I finally buried myself inside that tight, wet heat of hers.

“If it gets to be too much, say–”

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