Could she come now? She was so close. She could almost touch it.

“Uh-uh.” His finger on her clit stilled. “No coming without permission. That will get you a far harsher punishment if you disobey.”

“What could be harsher?”

He let out a small chuckle. It sounded so evil.

She loved it.

Oh, she was definitely screwed up.

“Just you wait, Pet. I’m sure you’ll earn yourself some punishment. You can’t help but push boundaries, just to see if someone will live up to their word. And I always live up to my word.”

His fingers started moving again before she could fully register just how much he already knew about her. Probably best that she didn’t think about that.

Because it would be too alarming.

So she let him tease her, taking her higher and higher.

“Oh. Oh. I need . . .”

“What do you need?” he asked as his fingers stilled again.

It wasn’t fair.

She’d been so close. Couldn’t he just forget about her punishment and send her flying?

She was panting and her body felt like it was on the edge of something big. Her skin was too sensitive, her nipples too tight.

“Please,” she begged.

Tamsyn wasn’t sure that she liked being turned into this pile of begging mush. Or that he’d done it so easily.

He was evil.

There was no other way to describe it.

“I want you to ask me for what you need,” he murmured, leaning over her. She had let go of her breast earlier to grasp hold of the bath. Otherwise, she’d been certain that she’d slip under the water with all the thrashing around she was doing.

Lord knew how much water had spilled onto the floor of the bathroom.

She’d worry about that later.

After she came.

Could she actually ask him to come, though?

She didn’t think she could.

Then his free hand cupped her breast and he lightly pinched her nipple. She nearly opened her eyes again as she groaned.

How could she feel that in her clit? And why did it feel so good?

“Be a good girl and ask for what you need,” he murmured. “Beg me.”

“Are you . . . is this making you . . . um . . .”

“Are you asking if I’m hard, Pet?”