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Stanley scoffed, grabbing my wrist and pulling me against him. “She’s staying with me.”

Alex seemed confused, his eyes burning into me to wait for confirmation. Once I nodded, he sighed.

“Alright. Let me know when you get there safely.”

Stanley rolled his eyes as he practically dragged me out into the cool air, but when I glanced back, Riley was fuming. Landon stood beside her, talking quietly so I couldn’t hear him, but I knew he was telling her about what had happened with the food.

That was thelastthing I needed.

Stanley kept checking his phone as we drove back to his house, my voice quiet as he started texting someone. “Do you want me to drive?”

“I’ve got it.”

“I don’t like it when you use your phone while driving.”

He glanced at me, huffing as if I were inconveniencing him before putting the phone in his lap. “I’m a good driver. It’s not hard to do both.”

I didn’t reply, I was just glad he put his phone down.

His mood had completely switched by the time we walked into the house, and I quickly messaged Uncle Alex to let him know we made it so he wouldn’t worry. Stanley took my phone from my hands when I opened my emails, giving me a smile. “You want to learn new things in the bedroom? You need to put this down.”

I wasn’t particularly in the mood after the incidents at the bar, but I nodded. “What are we doing then?”

“We’ll start with something we’ve done before,” he promised, steering me towards the bedroom and placing soft kisses across my shoulder. I relaxed, appreciating his gentle side.

“Strip for me, baby.” I never noticed that my stomach didn’t get butterflies anymore when he called me that until now. My cheeks flushed as I remembered Riley calling me baby, and Stanley chuckled, thinking he was turning me on. “You’re a naughty girl.”

I stripped and crawled onto the bed, his eyes raking over me slowly. I was used to being exposed to him, but discomfort twisted inside me as he studied me.

“Is something wrong?”

“No,” he grunted, walking to his side of the bed and opening a drawer. “Lay on your back for me.”

I did as I was instructed, excitement washing through me as he pulled out some handcuffs. I liked being tied up, and it was something we’d done a lot at the start of our relationship.

He secured my wrists, surprising me as he pulled out two more cuffs. “You got more?”

He grinned, giving me a wink. “I thought you’d like them. You have small ankles, so this should work easily.”

The cool metal tickled my heated skin as he secured my feet to the bed frame, and I shivered as he sat between my legs, eyeing my pussy. “I like you like this. Spread out for me to do what I want with you.” He reached out and teased my clit, making me jerk with a groan.

“You’re going to tease me, aren’t you?”

“Definitely.” He laughed, leaning down to place kisses on my inner thigh.

I closed my eyes, enjoying his soft touches as he explored my body, but I let out a squeal as he sharply nipped the inside of my thigh. “That hurt!”

“It wasn’t even that hard.” He smirked, his fingers pushing inside me a little more forcefully than usual. “I like it rough, Luna. This is what I’ve been trying to keep away from you. I knew you wouldn’t like it.”

He went to pull away, but I chased his hand with my hips. “Wait, I like it. I just didn’t expect it.”

“You’re going to let me fuck you how I want, baby? You’d look so pretty screaming for me,” he murmured, reaching out to cup my cheek. I nodded, not wanting him to hurt me, but wanting to please him. If this was what other girls did, I wanted to do it too.

I wanted to make him happy so maybe he’d stay.

He was a little harsh with his fingers as he went back to making me come with his mouth on my clit, and before I’d come down from the high, he stripped his pants off and aligned himself with my entrance.

“You ready?”