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“Mm-hm… I’ll give you this one.”

“As you should,” she laughed, and then as effortlessly, naturally as the rain pattering against the roof outside, she sank into me, her lips meeting mine, and I didn’t fight it. Couldn’t fight it, not for my life—she had me completely under her spell, and I didn’t want it any other way.

We kissed long and slow, Paisley slowly rolling on top of me, pinning me down, the noises between us growing heated, hungry. I felt burning between my legs, aching with need, but I couldn’t… I wasn’t…

“Hey, Harper,” she whispered, pulling up from the kiss, hovering over me, eyes gleaming. I bit my lip. Her on top of me like this was… well. I got a bit dizzy.

“Er… yeah?”

“Do you want to keep going?”

I felt my face burn. “I… Paisley. You know we shouldn’t—”

“Ah—” She put a finger to my lips. “I didn’t ask if we should keep going. I asked if you want to. Be a good girl and tell me what you want.”

This woman was going to give me a heart attack. I swallowed hard, a numb feeling going through me, but I found I couldn’t resist her… not like this. Not when all I wanted was to do everything she said. I nodded, and a wide smile lit with hazy desire flared up over her face.

“Just nodding isn’t enough, Harper. Look me in the eye and say it.”

I lost my breath, my head spinning, but I couldn’t… not listen to her. I looked her in the eye, my face burning, and I whispered, “I… want you.”

She bit her lip, hard. “Good girl. Tell me what you want me to do.”

“To… I…” My breath was shaky. “I-I don’t know…”

“I know you have fantasies. Go ahead and tell me.”

Dammit,shewas the fantasy. I pressed my head back into the mattress, sighing frustratedly. “Anything.”

“I know you have something in mind.”

I wanted her to tie my wrists together above my head and fuck me into the mattress, but in no universe was I saying that. I felt my skin prickle under the awareness, and I looked away. Paisley put her fingers to my chin, turning me back to face her again.

“Ah-ah. There we go. Good girl. Tell me.”

“To… to touch me.”

She bit her lip. “I’m going to need you to be more specific than that.”

“Oh my god, Paisley.”

She caressed her finger down my front, teasing along my collar. “I know you want to tell me.”

The touch of her fingertip along my bare skin electrified me, and I moaned involuntarily into the touch. “Paisley…”

“Be a good girl and say it.”

“I want you inside me.”

She bit her lips through a smile. “Good girl. And?”

“And… my—my wrists—above my head—”

She leaned in closer, whispering. “You want me to tie you up and fuck you, is that it?”

I burned over my entire body, but I nodded. “P-please.”

“Good girl, Harper.” She bent down and pressed her lips to my neck, kissing, sucking lightly at the skin, and I bucked up intoher as she worked her hands up my shirt, touching me, achingly hot and desperate against my body. I felt like I’d die without her—like I’d fall apart if she didn’t take me right now.