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She stroked her hand up and down his chest to help settle him because he was so tense she thought he’d snap.

“Nick, I can tell you with one-hundred percent certainty I feel the same way about you.”

He shook his head. “No, you don’t…”

She nodded. “Does it feel like a big part of you is missing if you’re not close to me? Even though you’re a barn away, it’s still too far. I find myself staring out the window, trying to get a glimpse of you so I can work for a little longer.”

She’d always thought she was being obsessive and tried to hide it because she didn’t want to scare him. She smiled. To think all this time he felt the same way was easing the worry. The knot she had no idea she’d been carrying in her unraveled, and the relief was intoxicating.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Nick thanked God he was lying down because he was so dizzy with relief he might have fallen. Fuck. That was a pussy thing to say, but hell, at the moment, he didn’t give a shit.

His hold on her tightened, and he rolled until she was on her back with him over her. He pinned her arms down.

“I’m glad you know how much I love you because I don’t want to hide it anymore.”

She smiled. “I don’t want you to. If you get out of hand, I’ll correct you.”

His breath caught in his lungs. Was this woman really teasing him and being disobedient at the moment? She was already in hot water.

“Are you trying to push your luck, little squirrel?”

She bit her lip and shook her head, but the mischief in her eyes was undeniable.

“We can’t have a sub that pushes her Dom, now can we?” he asked.

She squealed when he flipped her onto her stomach.

“What are you doing?” she asked, and she giggled.

He was thankful she couldn’t see his expression because he couldn’t hold back the grin that was plastered on his face.

“How about I show you what happens to naughty subs?”

She screamed when his hand came down on her ass a few times.

“Hey! That hurts,” she complained.

He chuckled. “It’s part of the punishment, little sub. It’s not supposed to feel good.”

His hand came down several times and rested over her ass to hold in the heat. “What do you think about that?”

“It sucks.”

He laughed. “Now, the other part.”

“There’s more?” she cried out.

“Yes.”

He straddled her hips, grabbed the tube from under the pillow, and put some on his fingers.

“Ahhh,” she yelled when he pressed one of his fingers into her ass. “Nick, it’s too tight. Let me part my legs.”

“Nope.”

“You’re being an ass,” she said.

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