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I can now, thankfully, check that off the list.

“Let me ask you something then.”

His tone is eerily calm, flipping from playful to almost…lustful, in a matter of seconds. “Okay,” I say hesitantly.

“Do they fuck you like I do, sweetheart? Or did you forget what that feels like? To have my cock deep inside of you.”

I gulp, my heart rate tripling. “They fuck me better.”I’m gonna pay for that.I hope it’s painful, too.

He’s silent. Terrifyingly still, and it’s exciting. Not knowing what’s to come and hoping for the best retaliation.

Punishment. Or praise. Either will work for me.

“I have always loved a good challenge,” Jones says and hangs up the phone.

What. The. Fuck. Did. I. Just. Do.

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JONES

She may be teasing me,but I’m using this as my chance to be close to her again.

Any way I can accomplish that, I’m gonna do it.

I’m a selfish dick and I know it.

Wanting Capri only makes me more aware and give less of a shit how it’s received by others.

That’s what has me standing outside her apartment door at ten o’clock in the morning, ready to pounce.

I pound on the door.

Two knocks in, the door flings open, revealing Capri in a tiny sleep set with a cup of piping hot tea in her hand. It looks like she’s expecting me.

The cheeky grin on her face tells me she knows what she’s doing.

“Time to invite me in, Capri.” I cast her a wicked smile.

“Be my guest,” she says, gesturing for me to enter.

I step into her apartment and stand with my back to her, contemplating my next move. I’m testing her as far as I can and using this to my advantage.

“To what do I owe this early morning visit, Jones?” she asks in the sassiest tone.

Her confidence is sexy.

“It seems I have some competition,” I say, circling to face her. “I don’t do well with sharing, in case you haven’t noticed.”

“Mhm.” Her smirk has vanished.

I’ve got dirty plans for her. I’ve been patient enough.

“Since you seem to have forgotten how fucking perfect we fit, I figured I’d come show you. Remind you. Brand you. Really, whatever you’d like to call it. But I’m not leaving here until I deliver my mark on you. Seems I wasn’t successful the first time.”

Capri wears a brave face, one of confidence, and exudes power. But I know she’s squirming on the inside. Dying to have my hands and mouth on her, cock inside of her, whether she shows it or not.

Yet something tells me that this time, she won’t put up much of a fight.

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