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“Get under the covers with me.”
She grinned and did, burrowing her cheek into the pillow I never used. She looked so perfect there. A pang pinched my chest. I scooped an arm around her waist and hauled her nearer so I could study her up close.
“I’m not done with you yet. Neither one of us is going to sleep.”
“Oh, really? So sure of yourself.” She tucked her hands together like in prayer under her cheek and grinned at me, looking like both a devil and an angel.
“I am,” I told her, then coasted my hand to one of her breasts and flicked my thumb over her nipple. It responded, automatically hardening.
“You don’t play when it comes to the bedroom, do you?”
Relishing the vision of her red hair spilling across my pillow, I eased closer and abandoned her breast to glide a finger over her clit, still wet from our first time.
“I’ve wanted you for a long while, Ms. Mouton.”
She lifted a leg, opening her thighs, and draped it over my hip, giving me full access.
“How long?” she asked, her hands still tucked under her cheek.
She watched me with half-hidden arousal softening her mouth and glazing her eyes as I stroked a slow circle around her clit. In no hurry, I massaged slowly and gently with hardly any pressure at all.
“Since the read-through.” I glided my middle finger to her entrance and stroked languidly inside. “Since you mouthed off to me about my grand opening making you late for school.”
She huffed out a shaky breath as I continued to pump inside her. “That was mean of me.”
“Very.” I pumped a second finger inside.
“Maybe you should punish me.” Her eyes glittered with mischievous intent in the dim light from the bathroom.
My dick was rock-hard in a millisecond.
“Fuck, woman.”
I threw off the covers, stood, reached for her ankles, and dragged her to the side of the bed.
She squealed with laughter. “Bennett! What are you doing?”
“You can’t put a thought like that in my head and think I won’t use it.”
I maneuvered her hips to the edge of the mattress and flipped her over.
“Put your knees on the edge of the mattress. Ass up.” I grabbed her hips and lifted. I could hear the edge of raspy arousal already saturating my words.
She said something that was muffled in the sheets, but she obeyed.
“That’s my girl,” I crooned, palming her ass in a soft circle.
Then I reared back and spanked her on her right cheek, loving the jiggle of beautiful flesh and the bright mark my hand made. She squealed with laughter.
I ground my teeth together at the possessiveness taking hold again. What was it about seeing evidence of my hands and mouth on her that sent me into a spiral of domineering need?
“You’re right,” I said lightly, belying the heavy emotions churning in my gut. “This was a good idea.”
“I was kidding!” she said right as I smacked her again on the left cheek this time. “Mother fucker!” she screamed, but then she was laughing again.
Smiling, I smoothed over the sting with my palm then drifted back to the right, letting my fingers dip in her crease but not linger there. I could already see her glistening, evidence that this was turning her on as much as it was me.
“How many do you deserve?” I asked as I spanked her again, immediately smoothing and then trailing my fingertips lightly over her slit in a teasing caress.
