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“I hadn’t forgotten.”

She turned her head.

“You’re not the only one who’s been thinking about it,” he said.

“Sir?”

“You’re unforgettable, Brandy.”

More of those amazing words to carefully file away for later. “But I was sure that was just part of the scene…”

“I keep my promises, and I remember what I say. I would have searched you out and held you accountable the next time I saw you at the Den.”

Would you have?

She looked away from him.

Because she was already so turned on from his earlier denial, her memories and his words drove her response. “When I masturbated before, it was good, Sir. But this”—with you watching—“is so much better.” She dug her heels into the mattress and lifted her pelvis. “You fingered me.”

“I remember.”

“And you ate me out.”

“Your pretty cunt needs a lot more attention from me, I’m sure.”

“Yes, Sir.” Her thighs trembled. Knowing he was here, enjoying himself, increased the sensuality of the experience.

“Watching you is so fucking hot, Brandy.”

“It’s you, Sir…”

“How long did it take you to come?”

“About two minutes. Maybe even a bit less.”

“See if you can last at least that long this time.”

“Sir, I’m always in trouble for coming too soon,” she protested. “And you’ve already been edging me.”

“Then we’ll consider this an extension of what you’ve already endured.”

“You meant it when you said you wanted me to suffer for you.”

“Most assuredly. It fires my fantasies and keeps my cock hard.”

Your words.

God.

He checked his watch. “Two full minutes. Not a moment less.”

“Or you’ll deny me for the rest of the night?”

“And you’ll think that what you’ve already been through was a stroll through the park,” he affirmed.

Eyes wide open, she looked at him. “I’ve never been with anyone quite like you.”

“And I’ll damn well see that you’re not in the future.”

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