Page 139 of The Baby Bargain

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He toys with my tender flesh, then he slips his tongue into my mouth.

He claims me with his tongue. There's no other way to describe it. It's so fucking clear I'm his.

Not anywhere else. But here? When it's just our bodies?

I want every part of him. Every demand. Every desire. Every inch.

I shift my hips so his cock presses into my stomach.

"You want that, princess?" He keeps his hold on my lower back. Keeps me steady.

I nod.

"Where?"

Where? Is he really asking?

Oh my God.

He's so—

My sex clenches.

He presses his palm against me, pressing my jeans into my tender flesh. "In that pretty cunt?"

I nod.

He drags his fingers over the seam of my jeans, forward, over my clit, then backward, all the way to my—

"In that gorgeous ass?" He brings his hand to my mouth. Catches my lower lip with his thumb. "Or here?"

My nod is heavy.

"You want to wrap those pretty lips around me?"

"Yes." I look up to him, asking for permission. It's absurd. What guy hesitates when offeredthat?

But the way he stares, like he's only going to give me what I want on his terms, on his time—

Fuck, it's so hot.

He cups my ass with his hand. Runs his fingers over my skin, checking for panties. Or double, checking, I guess. "You followed orders."

I nodyes.

"Good girls get what they want."

Oh my God.

"On your knees." He offers his hand. Helps me onto my knees.

There's a rug where the coffee table usually goes.

He put this here on purpose.

A padding for our activities.

Fuck, it's so hot and thoughtful and dirty all at once.

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