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She gazes pointedly at me. “And you’ll stop?”

“I will.” Somehow, somewhere, I’ll find it in me to stop. I’ve never taken anything that a woman didn’t give freely, and I’m not going to start with her. That’s for damn sure. “You have my word.”

My cock throbs, as if challenging me, and for a long moment I wonder if I can stop.

“That’s good enough for me,” she murmurs, twining her arms and legs around me, pressing her body to mine. “Show me your worst.”

Show me your worst. A groan twists in my chest as my cock leaks.

Oh, Angel, I don’t think you’re ready for my worst. But there won’t be a single heart or flower tonight. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging me to stop. My imagination is going places it shouldn’t—not if I actually expect to stop.

I disentangle myself from her arms and pull back, still straddling her. “I think it’s about time you got on your knees for me, Angel.”

There’s a flicker of mischief in her eyes, and I should warn her that tonight is not the night to push me, but I don’t. I want her sass. Her insolence. I want something to push back against. An excuse to take and take, because I’m not in the mood to give. Not even to you, Angel.

I roll onto my side, beside her, my face hovering near hers. She’s sucked my cock, but never from her knees. I want that tonight. I want her full submission. I need it.

“Get on your knees. I’m not going to tell you again.”

She sits up, taking the sheet with her, but like the little vixen she is, she lets it fall to her waist, baring her gorgeous tits to me. “I’m Alexis Clarke,” she says haughtily, tossing her head. “I bow to no one. Nor do I kneel.”

Her voice is a sultry vise around my cock. When she licks her lips, the vise tightens, slowly, painfully. If it were any other night, I’d be the one on my knees—begging for it. But not tonight.

“You will kneel for me, pretty girl.”

Her eyes darken with a reckless glimmer. “Not even for you.”

Oh, baby. You are everything I need right now. “Is that so?”

She nods, a ghost of a smile crossing those pouty lips that will be wrapped around my cock before the night’s over.

I lean over until my face is inches from hers. “How long do you think you’ll last before you need to come so bad that you’ll not only lick my cock from your knees, but you’ll swallow it into your throat and lap up every drop of cum off your lips when I’m finished?”

“Never.” The sparks flicker in her eyes as she throws the gauntlet, daring me to pick it up.

I will not be the man to disappoint her.

“Oh, Angel. A challenge. You can’t imagine how much I’m going to enjoy owning you.”

I inch closer and take her mouth with mine, and the wench grinds her cunt into my cock, forcing a rumble from somewhere deep inside me.

“You up for a little play?” I grunt when I come up for air.

“Kink?” she asks, like she’s been hanging out in sex clubs for years.

I ordered a few toys the other day. Nothing she can’t handle. I had planned on introducing them slowly, but that’s out the window. I want to overwhelm her senses. I want her in a puddle of fucking need when I sink my cock into her.

“Would you like a little kink?” I ask, holding her tits and flicking the nipples until her mouth opens into a sweet little O.

She nods, and there’s not a single misgiving in her expression. She’s trusting. Too trusting. More trusting than I deserve considering how hard I want to use her. “I hope you have something extra special in mind.”

Oh, I do.

Don’t be reckless, Rafael. She talks a good game, but she’s relatively inexperienced.

I push the warnings away. I need this. And I need it with her.

“Be careful what you ask for, Angel. I’m in a mood.” It’s a warning, and there’s menace in my tone.

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