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God.

“You’re throwing a lot at me, Beckett,” I say.

“Don’t you ever question my attractiveness towards you. You hear me?”

My heart could burst right now.

“I do.”

“Can we forget about your idiot ex and get back to the program?”

“Poof!” I do a hand gesture simulating an explosion. “He’s gone.”

Beckett chuckles. “Another thing. If I didn’t think you were fucking hot, I wouldn’t have craved you all night long.” Oh, wow. “Halfway to my house, I wanted to turn my car around and go back to your place for round two.”

No way.

I grin wide.

“We’re good?” he asks.

I nod. “We’re good.”

He goes and sits on the couch.

“I want you right here.” He taps his thighs, beckoning me over.

I take a deep breath, filling my lungs with as much air as possible. I’ll need courage—and maybe a Higher Power—to go through with this.

I take a step, but he stops me with one word. “Crawl.”

Holy Jesus.

When I don’t move, he points to the floor.

I hesitate, but drop to my knees and do something I never thought I’d do in my life.

“Good girl.”

How can an act feel demeaning and powerful at the same time?

“Get on my lap,” he says when I reach him.

He helps me assume the position.

My fear turns quickly to arousal.

“You feel that?” he asks, tilting his hips up, pressing his bulge against my pussy.

“God, yes.”

“Sliding my cock between your ass cheeks last night was a beautiful thing.”

“We could have a repeat instead of you punishing me.”

“Yesterday you were a good girl. That’s not the case today.”

Two strong hands grope my ass.

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