Page 39 of Carnal

She hesitates.

"Is that a no? Something's wrong?" I fret.

She shakes her head. "No. I'm... I'm okay."

I stroke her cheek then peck her on the lips. "You sure?"

She turns away and stares at the ceiling.

My gut flips. The last thing I want is Pina pissed at me again over how we have sex. I cage my body over hers and pin her wrists to the headboard.

She gasps, "What are you doing?"

"Don't go backward," I say.

She scrunches her face. "Backward?"

I nod, grinning. "Yep. Don't get pissed at me. Besides your little stint where you were mean to my cock, we just had a really good time."

She huffs. "You broke your word again. I didn't think Marinos went back on their promises."

I sigh. "Pina, I'm not a submissive. I don't know how you got those other men to submit, but it's not in me. You should know this."

She stays quiet.

"You just admitted you wanted me to be the Dom," I point out.

Her eyes glisten. She blinks hard then turns her head.

I force her to look at me and soften my voice. "Why does this upset you?"

She slowly shakes her head. "I don't know."

I cautiously ask, "But you weren't lying earlier? You prefer me to dominate you?"

She closes her eyes and groans.

"What's that about?" I ask.

She opens her eyes. "Nothing."

"No, tell me," I insist.

She stays silent.

I lean into her ear and murmur, "Do I need to tie you up and make you spill it?"

She stifles a laugh and pushes my chest. "Stop it."

"Not until you tell me what I want to know," I say.

"See! This is exactly the issue," she claims.

"What?"

"Get off me."

To mess with her, I say, "No."

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