Page 89 of Dr. Bad Boy

“And?”

“So…gentle.”

I slam into her, making her cry out. “And?”

“Max!”

“Yes?” I press firmly with my thumb, just the flat of it, just enough to make her think I’m entering her without lube.

This time her cry is more of a scream and she convulses around my cock. I push deeper into her and close my eyes, giving myself over to the feel of her cunt and her ass, all those little muscles protesting what I’m doing to her body.

Take it,I think. Take what I give you, my kitten. Take what I make you body do, even as you scream.

And right on cue, she sobs, her body slumping. I follow her forward, my balls drawing tight as I pin her to the cross and pump faster into her used and abused body, my own climax hard and fast.

She’s still trembling in bliss as I ease out of her and dispose of the condom.

I rub her back as she shudders against the cross. “That’s better.”

She laughs weakly. “You think?”

I kiss her shoulder. “I know.”

I wait until her aftershocks stop, then I release her arms and rub the marks on her wrists.

Lifting her into my arms, I carry her to the sofa and cover us both with a blanket.

“Max?” she whispers.

“Yes, kitten.”

“That was nice.”

I grin. Indeed it was.

She stretches, then sighs and relaxes against me again.

“Would you like more chocolate?”

She nods. “Mmm.”

“How about a bath?”

“Maybe.” She nuzzles closer. “I wanted to discuss something with you, actually.”

“Right now?”

“As good a time as any.”

“Okay.”

“I brought our contract with me tonight. I was thinking it might be time for us to renegotiate,” she says softly.

I frown. “You’re not happy?”

“I’msohappy.” She hesitates. “But I saw Ellie on Wednesday, and we talked. I realized…I don’t want you to be a secret.”

It takes me a second to process that, because I wasn’t sure she was there yet, but I’m glad. I smile and squeeze my arms around her. “Well, that’s good. I’m pleased, kitten.”

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