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I turn away from Lola and stride off, feeling certain that if she had a knife close at hand she’d fling it between my shoulder blades.

Tryingto focus on my exams is torture, when all I want to think about is Cat.

Our last week is slipping away faster than I can believe.

Next Monday is Christmas Eve. The end of our agreement.

I’m determined to make the most of the time I have left, by executing every dark fantasy I’ve had on Cat’s willing body.

There’s one thing in particular I’m aching to try.

I want to fuck her in the ass.

I can’t stop thinking about it, ever since I put that plug in her.

I’ve never tried it before. Never wanted to.

But the way Cat responds to being touched there is so fucking enticing . . . it’s like I discovered this secret button that overrides every other impulse. She can’t resist it, no matter how uncomfortable it makes her feel.

That delicious combination of resistance and submission is irresistible to me.

I’ve been having a hell of a time getting the supplies I need on the island. With Miles Griffin gone, I’ve had to go to the much less effective Louis Faucheux for contraband and pay his goddamn outrageous prices. He charged me $400 for that steel plug.

Doesn’t matter—so far it’s been worth every penny.

Tonight I tell Cat to meet me earlier than usual up in the Bell Tower. I want to have plenty of time to work on her.

She arrives precisely on time, knowing the consequences if she’s late. Without me even asking, she begins to undress until she’s fully naked.

“What do you want me to do?” she says quietly, her dark eyes looking up at me.

“Get in position.”

Obediently, Cat sinks to her knees in the middle of the floor. She sits on her heels, shoulders back, chest out, hands clasped lightly behind her.

I circle her slowly, examining her body from every angle in the guttering candlelight.

Her beautiful breasts have a rosy glow. Her slim waist flares out to a full, heart-shaped ass resting on those bare feet.

Yet it’s her face that draws my gaze—delicate, soft, with a hidden wickedness that flickers in and out of being like candlelight.

Her nipples stiffen and I know that when I touch her pussy it will already be wet.

I strip off my clothes slowly, folding them and laying them in a neat pile. Cat’s dark eyes watch my every movement. They slide over my skin. Now her nipples are pebble hard.

My cock hangs down heavy and swollen. It swings as I walk toward her.

I grasp it in my hand and trail the head across her lips.

Cat’s mouth opens slightly.

“Put out your tongue,” I order.

Cat extends her soft pink tongue.

I rub the head of my cock across it until a little clear fluid runs down onto her tongue.

“Swallow it.”

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