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"Okay," he says, leaning back and sipping his water. "Let's see."

"We can see whatever you want, but I can guarantee you that that is just not going to happen."

"Okay." He leans forward. "I want to bet you one hundred dollars that within twenty-four hours I will have you screaming and begging me to take you."

I stare at him for a couple of seconds. "That is definitely not going to happen."

He smirks then and runs his fingers through his thick, silky hair. I watch his handsome face as he studies me. "I'm just telling you right now, Juniper Hardman, that you made me do it."

"I made you do what?"

"You'll see," he says. "But when you issue a challenge like that to me, I can't back down. I'm a virile man, and I know what I want, and I want you. And darling, I know that you want me."

"I already told you that you can go down on me. Just don't expect any theatrics."

He starts chuckling then. "Oh, trust me, darling. You're going to think you're Meryl Streep by the time the night is over."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I mean, you're going to be screaming and shouting all night long. You're going to be begging me to do things you've never even heard of."

I stare at him for a couple of seconds. "Okay, you're on. One hundred bucks, Mr. Parker. Let's see who the big winner of the night will be."

Chapter Twenty

Remington

"Oh my gosh. Fuck, that feels good." Juniper is lying flat on her back. Her eyes are wide, her mouth is parted, and her legs are trembling. I gaze down at her, a wicked grin on my face as my fingers squeeze her hard nipples. I run my finger back down between her legs and lightly caress her wet clit. “Oh, please!" she screams.

"What is it, dear?" I say, looking down at her. Her eyes almost roll back in her head as my thumb brushes against her clit, my fingers touching her opening lightly.

"Nothing," she says. "Just..."

"Just what?" I say as I lean down and take her right nipple into my mouth and suck on it hard. I then kiss down her stomach, my tongue leaving a wet trail on her skin before I grab her thighs and spread them wide open. My nose nuzzles up against her clit, and my tongue lightly touches her. I stick the tip of it inside and then press my lips down and suck. Her entire body shakes slightly.

“Oh, my gosh, Remington."

"Yes," I say as I slide my tongue in a little bit more. I reach up and rub her nipples, and her entire body shakes some more. I then remove my tongue and kiss back up her body and kiss her lips. I stare at her eyes, caressing. “I’m feeling tired,” I say as I roll over onto my back.

She rolls over and looks at me, her eyes in shock, her lips trembling. “What?”

“I think I’m ready to go to sleep,” I say. “By the way, if I didn’t tell you already, I love your apartment. It’s beautifully decorated. It’s so homey.”

“Thank you,” she mumbles, but I can tell that that’s the last thing on her mind.

She reaches over and touches my chest, her fingernails digging into my skin as she runs them all the way down to my very erect cock. Her thumb and fingers go around the girth, and she squeezes it as she moves her hand back and forth. I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the hand job she's giving me. She moves between my legs, and I feel her lips on the tip of my cock. I open my eyes and look up at her. Her hair is cascading across her shoulders.

“Do you want a blowjob?" she says as she kisses the tip.

"I'm okay," I lie. "I'm kind of tired right now."

"So, you don't want it?" she says, looking frustrated.

I grab her and pull her up on top of me. She gasps as her pussy glides against my thickness. She's now sitting on my stomach. I can't have her sitting on my cock. It would be way too hard to resist just impaling her on it.

“What do you say, Juniper?”

"I'm really, really..." She licks her lips. "Ready?"

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