Page 12 of Brutal Bond

HARPER

Who is this?

Now that hurts my feelings, Harper.

And here I thought I was the first man to send you home with my handprints all over your ass.

Oh, you were definitely the first, Edmund.

Her first.

I like that…

I had fun with you last night, little rose.

I’d like to do it again.

I’m interested to see just how far I can push you.

I can hardly sit this morning.

But was it worth it?

Three little dots appear and disappear repeatedly as she attempts to type her response. Trying to nudge her, I send another.

Did the sting on your ass make the pleasure in your cunt that much sweeter?

You liked it, did you?

Yes…

If you want to be a pain slut for me again, you have my number, little rose.

Taking a quick picture, I send it to her before placing my phone back on my desk.

In the meantime…

CHAPTER

TEN

HARPER

Gingerly, I take a seat at the kitchen island and wince as I shift my weight in an attempt to get comfortable.

My ass cheeks are fucking sore.

“He really did a number on your last night, huh?” Nikki chuckles.

“The handprint I showed you when we got home,” I huff, “it’s still there. Along with a few bruises from the paddle.”

Nikki bends over the counter, plants her forearms on it, and asks, “But you liked it, didn’t you?”

I don’t answer because I don’t know how to.

No one should like that.

“I mean, you can say you didn’t.” She reaches over and steals my cup of coffee. She takes a generous sip before continuing, “But with how much you came last night, we both know that’s a lie.”

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