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‘No.’He sounds angry as he pulls almost all the way out and drives back in. ‘I don’t want you worrying about that stuff, okay?’

‘I think I want you to.’ I let that bombshell lie there. For a moment all I can hear is our ragged breathing and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh.

‘If you think so, then we can discuss it another time, when I’ve got my shit together.’Thrust.‘Because I’m so close to blowing, sweetheart, and the idea of pinking up this little arse of yours isn’t helping.’

He pauses for a second and does something with his hips that has his dick kind of gyrating inside me, and it feels so sublime that I forgo my retort in favour of a moan.

‘That’s my girl,’ he says. ‘You like that, hmm? You like having my dick buried this deep inside you?’

‘Uh-huh.’Jesus, yes.

‘God, I’m loving how much you want my cock,’ he croons. He’s stroking both my arse cheeks now, and I know I’m not the only one imagining him spanking me. ‘Who knew a sweet little thing like you would have such a greedy cunt?’

Fuck, fuck, fuck. It’s all too much—it’s too dirty, both what he’s saying, and being bent over like this with my bum in the air. The heat is building. My entire lower half is glowing. I feel radioactive—I could light up the national grid with the energy I’m producing. The heat is achy and insistent and wonderful, and I’m fluid and helpless in the face of Adam’s verbal and, um, penile, barrage.

‘I’m going to—’ I stutter before I burst like a balloon, impossible, ludicrous pleasure coursing over me in wave after wave as he fucks me through it.

‘Oh Jesus fuck, thank fuck,’ he mutters. He gives me another couple of strokes before going impossibly rigid and jerking out his own release deep, deep inside my body.

41

ADAM

Natalie saunters back from the bathroom, naked and still sleepy and impossibly beautiful. She also looks far too mischievous as she climbs up onto the bed and crawls towards me.

‘Get over here.’ I hook an arm around her and tug her close against my body before pulling my heavyweight duvet over us.

‘You know what would be awful?’ she muses. ‘If your staff forgot to fold the end of your loo roll into that little triangle one day. Can you imagine if you had to hunt for the end of the paper all by yourself? God knows what those lost two or three seconds of your time would cost the British economy.’

I stifle a chuckle. She wants a spanking? She’s coming dangerously close to having her wish granted. ‘Three orgasms last night and you’re still giving me a hard time? I was sure I’d fucked the back chat out of you.’

‘Nope.’ She nestles against me, tucking her head under my chin. ‘And don’t change the subject. Please tell me you don’t actually make your staff do that.’

‘Of course I do. Discipline is in the details. If I let them slack on the small things, it’ll be a downward spiral.’

She pulls away, outraged, and spots the grin on my face.

‘You’re a dick.’

‘I’ve never claimed to be anything else.’

She raises her eyebrows, and I sigh.

‘Of course I don’t tell them to make stupid fucking pointy bits. They just do it—all of them. I have no idea why.’

‘Glad to hear it.’

‘Look, I’ve been in prison, for fuck’s sake. I wasn’t above resorting to wiping my arse with torn-up squares of theMirrorwhen I’d run out in my cell and the screws wouldn’t replace it. Do you honestly think I’d insist on pointed ends for my bog roll?’

She sucks in an audible breath, her face anguished. ‘Oh my God. I hate that for you.’

‘Hey.’ I trail my fingers down the delicate structure of her spine. ‘We’ve talked about this. I deserved it, remember? And I’ve faced a lot worse than newspaper chafing. It’s all good.’

‘I know, but—it’s just so grim. I can’t bear knowing that you went through all that.’

We gaze at each other for a moment, our faces inches apart on my pillow, before I speak.

‘I want you to know, in case I haven’t made it clear enough already, just how sorry I am for what I did to your brother and what I put your family through. I’ll never, ever stop regretting it. I’m unspeakably ashamed of what I did. After leaving Ellen that night, it’s the biggest regret of my life.’

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