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I blink. “What?”

“For sex. Couldn’t you find a man to satisfy your needs in L.A.?”

“Of course, it’s not that. You know why I came. Because Mom said you were sick. How long has it been since you’ve been with a woman?”

“None of your fucking business.”

“What if I said you can set the rules?”

“Rules? What rules?”

“For what we do.” I prop my chin on my fist and smile at him. “You always liked to be the one in control. I’m willing to give you that.”

“You’d give me control of your body?”

I nod.

“For closure?” His voice is dry.

I nod again.

He snorts a laugh.

“You agree, then?”

“Of course, I fucking don’t.”

“But you just said—”

He slams his coffee mug to the table and nails me with a glare.

“Alright. I’ll fuck you.” He lifts a finger when I smile. “On my terms. I will be the one in total control. Anything goes. Whatever I feel like doing, for as long as I want to do it. There’ll be no red or green. No safe words. No stopping. Just taking whatever I want to give you.” His voice is hard. “Your pussy, your mouth, your ass. Any position. Everything I want to do to you, and you will do it without complaint. We’ll be done when I say we’re done. If you agree to that, there will be no backing out once we’ve started.”

My eyes narrow on his face. “Is that a dare?”

He smirks. “Is that what you need it to be to turn you on?”

“No, I know what I want.” I force myself to look away and take a sip of my coffee.

Eli is trying to scare me, but it’s not working. The more he talks about what he wants to do to me, the more my body responds. Throbbing and pulsing with a need that makes me press my thighs together.

Why hasn’t any other man ever had this kind of effect on me?

Chapter 24

Eli

I sit back down on my chair, mug of coffee held to my lips and look at her over the rim. Her cheeks are flushed, eyes bright, bottom lip almost being chewed in two by her teeth.

“So, tell me, Arabella. What do you want?”

“I’ve already told you what I want.”

“Right … closure.” I take a sip of coffee.

Are you seriously considering taking her up on this? It’s a stupid idea. One that’ll only end up with you being hurt again. Cut her off. Tell her no.

“I don’t think you’re serious.”

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