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“See what?” I asked, wanting to kiss him again. I licked my lips, and he followed the move with another hard press of his lips against mine.

“You’re the only one for me. Do you think I can get this hard for anyone else? You think I would ever let another woman drive me as crazy as you? Let her sleep in my room, in my bed, with me? Do you really think I make a habit of feeding and clothing another woman? How can you not see how fucking obsessed I am with you?”

I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing. It wasn’t a declaration of love. But it was as close to one as I would get with him, and perhaps there was something wrong with my brain because I thought his words were sweet.

I hadn’t realized I wanted those words from him until I heard them.

Call me crazy, but I believed him. I believed he was like this with me and no one else. A part of me should be alarmed by his actions.

The other part…

“Ditto,” I said.

I frowned, unsure why I’d said it like that.

Dominic paused a moment before he threw his head back and laughed, his whole body shaking against me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck to keep myself steady and enjoyed the sight of him so carefree.

Fuck.

Even his laugh had the power to affect me.

Laughter still in his eyes, he leaned forward and sucked on the skin of my neck. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access, feeling the touch all the way down to my clit. Briefly, I wondered if I could come like this alone.

“Should have fucked you before we left. You would have been a lot more compliant and I wouldn’t feel like I was fucking dying.”

“There you go again with that compliant comment,” I said dryly.

He grinned at me and helped me stand up. I quickly smoothed down my shirt, hoping I didn’t look like I had just let Dominic have his way with me in the office at the bar, but I was sure that was what most people out there were thinking.

I let out a small sigh as Dominic stood.

“Better?” he asked.

I bit my bottom lip and nodded. Nothing was really resolved between us, but I felt better.

He smiled at me. “Good. Let’s go.”

I turned away from him and he spanked my ass once as I walked off.

“Hey,” I said, rubbing the sore cheek.

“Remind me you’re owed a spanking when we get home for that little stunt out there,” he said.

I sputtered at him. There were so many things wrong with that sentence, I didn’t know which to unpack first.

“No,” I said.

We got to the door, but before he opened it, he bent down and looked at me. “It’s all right. I’ll remember.”

He spanked my ass once more and opened the door.

I rubbed at the soreness. He had spanked the same place, and I was sure I would get a bruise there.

The creeper probably would get off on that too.

I shook my head and followed him out.

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