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“Sorry, to disappoint you. Not really around enough to take care of a dog. Or any other kind of pet.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. I thought about getting a potted plant. But figured I couldn’t be relied on to keep it alive either. Maybe a cactus. That wouldn’t need much care.” She pushed the food around on her plate, hoping that it looked like she was eating. “We’re a good pair, huh? Both married to our jobs. Guess there’s a reason we’re both single.”
She tensed after saying that. Why did she say that?
Gently, he put his knife and fork down. “I think you can make anything work if you want it badly enough. Even long-distance. Although it wouldn’t be my choice. Obviously, you need close supervision or you get yourself into trouble.”
“I do not!” She glared at him.
“Be hard to spank you if you broke the rules. I could save them all up but when we got together, you’d have a really hot ass ev
ery time.”
“You are not spanking me, Ed Granger!”
“What’s the saying? About protesting too much?”
She wasn’t doing that. Was she?
Like you haven’t dreamed about being spanked for years.
“Now that I think about it, I realize that I didn’t get my hug and kiss when I got back earlier. That was naughty of you.”
“Kiesha was here! And she’d filled your kitchen counter with sex toys.” She wondered where those had gone. Not because she wanted to use them or anything. Just . . . yeah, curious.
“Hmm, as an excuse I’ll take it. If you kiss me right now.”
“Now?” she squeaked.
“Right now.”
She leaned over and brushed her lips against his cheek. This was just a kiss. Just a kiss.
Right.
With Ed there was no just anything . . . a kiss was so much more. A look. A touch. A word.
And for some reason, she just seemed to naturally look to him to take the lead. It baffled her. It was part of the reason she’d run a few months ago. Because she’d felt this desire to submit. To give everything to him.
That wasn’t the person she was supposed to be.
A James is a leader, not a follower.
Yeah, well, as she’d often suspected, she wasn’t a good James.
“Don’t look so scared. I won’t bite. Unless you want me to.”
Leaning down, she gave him a quick peck on the lips. He grasped her around the waist and lifted her onto his lap. Then his arms were around her. A blissful feeling of security stole over her, threatening to turn her weak as she leaned back against his arm. He slid his tongue into her mouth, playing with her, teasing her, making her pussy grow wet.
His hand grasped hold of the back of her neck, adding to her sense of being held, of being owned.
What was wrong with her that she liked that?
“That’s better,” he murmured.
“If you kiss like that every time you leave or come home . . . “
“Yes?”
