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“I told you it wasn’t going to be easy, didn’t I?” he asked with a chuckle.

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you were going to be a bastard about it!”

She closed her eyes. That was the wrong thing to say. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “Please let me come.”

He trailed a finger through her slit. “I don’t know. You called me a bastard. That’s not very nice, is it?”

“No, Sir. I’m sorry. I just really need to come, and you know what a cum-slut I am.”

He stood and tucked a hand under her chin. “Now you’re just manipulating me. I should leave you like this until bedtime and see how much of a cum-slut you really are.”

She gasped. “Please, no.”

He unzipped his pants, and pulled his cock out, dragging it through her folds. Then he jerked her forward again, so she was barely on the table. “Lie back. You can put your hands down now.”

When she laid down, he slammed into her in one swift motion, and he fucked her hard and fast while he stroked her clit with his thumb.

She screamed out his name and begged for release, but he denied her over and over again until he was on the edge himself.

“Come,” he finally bit out as he lost it.

Then he filled her with his cum as she trembled through her own orgasm, and she thought for sure she saw heaven before she came back down.

When he pulled out of her, he scooped her up, carried her to his bathroom and turned on the shower. She smirked when he turned it on the hottest setting. He put her under the spray before he stripped off his clothes and stepped in.

“Jesus Christ, woman. You like it this hot?” he asked when the first spray of water hit him.

She giggled. “This isn’t even as hot as mine gets. And yes, I like it this hot.”

He shook his head. “That should have been my first clue that you’re a masochist.”

She wrapped her arms around him, and let the water fall over them both.

“That was amazing,” she murmured. “Thank you for that.”

He tucked a hand under her chin. “Thank you. But I’m serious, Kenzie. You can’t just leave without asking or at least giving me all the details. I would prefer you wait to leave the house until I’ve at least acknowledged that I got your message, but I understand your need for some freedom. I don’t want you to feel trapped here.”

She nodded. “I understand. Looking back, I can see how it wasn’t the greatest way to tell you.”

He kissed her nose. “Good girl. How’s your ass?”

His hand trailed down to cup her sore globes and she winced. “Sore.”

He winked. “Good. Hopefully, you’ll remember your lesson for a little while at least.”

Chapter 17

Gage

Gage held Kenzie’s hand with their fingers laced together as he escorted her into Club Exposure for the first time. They didn’t open for several more hours, and the first of his staff wouldn’t arrive for at least two hours to help get it ready for tonight, but he wanted to give her a private tour before the chaos of the night began, and dozens of people were vying for his attention.

As they were wrapping up the tour of the main dungeon, her phone rang. “Excuse me,” she murmured as she glanced at the screen. He squeezed her shoulder, and she held it to her ear before slipping away to talk in the lobby.

He was glad he’d taken the time to show it to her with no one else in the building. It gave her a chance to touch all the furniture and ask questions she didn’t really have time for at Solitaire. Andshe had some clever ideas for ways to improve the sound system too. He considered asking her to DJ, but he wanted to have her all to himself for tonight. Once people got to know her, he would share her talents, but for now, they all belonged to him. He stood under a suspension frame and thought about the way she might look strung up in rope while he tormented her with sensation.

The door to the dungeon opened, interrupting his sordid little fantasy, and he looked that direction just as she stepped back in with a worried look on her face.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, all his senses immediately on high alert.

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