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Ajax chuckles and flicks one, making me hiss.
“Stay,” he orders, and I’m more than happy to comply.
Chewing my bottom lip, I try to peer into the bathroom, but I can’t see what he’s doing. The water runs for a second and then shuts back off.
Ajax returns with a washcloth in his hand.
My cheeks heat, and I shake my head back and forth when his intention becomes obvious.
A growl leaves his chest when my foot lifts off the floor, and I lower it immediately.
Shit.
Ajax glares, gathering the skirt of my dress and holding it at my waist. He reaches between my legs and mops up the mess I made.
How humiliating.
My face flames. I rip my watery eyes away from his serious features and pick a spot on the ceiling to focus on.
Maybe it won’t be so bad if I don’t look. But the minute Ajax shifts my dress back into place, I know that isn’t the case.
I push out a slow and steady breath. Ajax swallows it, and his lips consume mine. His tongue teases, his fingers mean as they grip the nape of my neck.
I give as good as I get, but it’s worthless because Ajax was never going to let me win. He devours me.
And I enjoy every second of it.
By the time we separate, I’m wet again. Breathless and needy.
My body is so close. I just need a little push.
I look up at him from beneath my lashes, my arousal openly displayed on my face.
“Not yet. When we put our baby girl to bed, you’re going to crawl into my lap and ride me until I fill you up,” he demands breathlessly.
I nod, more than ready.
“Yes, please.”
Confident fingers smooth my dress over my waist. His hands drop, cupping my ass.
Our panted breaths mingle as our foreheads press together.
“There is a very fine line between pleasure and pain, Louise. You’re mine, have been since I saw you at the store. I decide what you feel, and when and where you feel it.”
“Yes, sir.” I nod, eager to agree.
Ajax gives me one more kiss, and then another. He makes a pained noise as he separates us. Glancing down, a new wave of blush covers my neck and chest, my whole body heating at the sight of his straining erection.
His hand reaches out for me. “You will behave. You will not upset Mary, and you will act like you have always been here . . . Like you want to be here, or the pleasure you want so badly will never come,” he threatens, glancing down at where my thighs try to ease my need.
But his threat isn’t necessary. I want to please him. I want to stay.
“Yes, sir,” I readily agree as he leads me out.
“Uhhh, you took so long, Daddy,” Mary complains from the living area.
I hold Ajax’s hand tighter as we approach the end of the hallway.
