Page 39 of Midnight Dissonance

“I’ll take that into consideration.” He slid his hands around her waist and pressed his front against her back, letting her feel how hard he was for her. Her indrawn gasp had his lips curling into a smirk.

His hands drifted south, tugging the material of the shirt up. And then he cupped her pussy. She pulsed hot and wet in his hand, so bloody wet for him. Knowing it was his touch that made her wet made him want to lock her in his dungeon and never let her leave. His desire to own her overrode his logical brain.

“Josh,” she murmured, her head falling back against his chest.

He nipped her earlobe. “Tell me what you want. What do you fantasize about at night when no one is around? What do you think about when you play with this pretty pussy and make yourself come?”

Then he slid two digits inside her, pressing his palm against her clit as he slowly finger fucked her, loving the way her pussy clamped down on his fingers.

She moaned. Her body went fluid. She spread her legs wider, granting him access.

But when she didn’t respond, he withdrew his fingers and smacked her pussy. “I asked you a question.” He swatted her pussy again. “And I expect a reply.”

“Um, what were the questions?” she asked breathily.

He smiled, loving that he could make her forget so easily. “What do you think about late at night, when you’re in bed alone and put your hand down your panties?”

“Having you fuck my mouth?”

Oh shite! His dick jolted. “What else?”

“Having you take me in front of an audience.”

He plunged his fingers back inside her. She rocked her hips and gasped. He loved the way she surrendered. How the moment he touched her, she handed over her trust without question. “I can make that happen. Not today. But when your suspension is up at the club.”

She froze. “You’re not going to retract it?”

An insidious thought occurred to him. He withdrew his fingers. She whimpered at the loss, but he wasn’t going to give her an inch. Then he spun her around, because he needed to see her face. Needed to see her eyes. “Is that why you relented and came to my bed?”

Her mouth dropped open.

“Bloody answer me.”

“No. And how could you even think that?” She pushed against his hold, but he wasn’t letting her go.

“Why would you think I would retract the suspension? You offended me and didn’t want me to touch you. So I punished you the only way I could.”

“I know that. Colin said as much when he escorted me from the club. I just thought—never mind.”

“You just thought what?” His Lexi was a firecracker. She went off like a rocket. And he knew she would keep him on his toes.

“That you could punish me here for it instead. And then we could go to the club together.”

He reeled her back into his arms. “No.”

She jerked against him with a scowl. “Let me go.”

“Also no. Stop trying to top from the bottom. You will serve out your punishment for that offense. When the month is up, you will meet with Gabe to discuss your readmittance. I will go with you. And then we will go to the club together.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine. You win. Happy?”

“What’s with the attitude?”

“Why ask about my fantasies like you want to give them to me only to deny me?”

Damn. She had a point. “Are you sure you don’t want to be a lawyer? Because you’ve made your case, and it’s a good one. But I’m still going to rule against you on this one.”

She fucking pouted. It was cute as fuck.

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