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Crowding her again, I lower my head to run my tongue along her lips, tasting the liquor. “Tequila.”

“Does it taste good?” she whispers.

Her pussy would taste better.

I ease my hand between her legs again but refuse to give her what she desperately wants.

“Please,” she whimpers.

“I only reward good girls.” I rip her panties, shove them in my pocket, and step away.

Thank fuck I’m a mentally strong man.

Any other human with a beating pulse would cave to Genesis’s sweet pussy.

“That sure isn’t a way to get me pregnant,” she huffs, glaring at me. “Do I need to go into teacher mode and teach you sex ed? In case you didn’t know, fingers don’t jizz, meaning they won’t get me pregnant.”

The fuck is wrong with this woman?

Where does she even come up with the words that leave her mouth?

“The first time I fuck you, it won’t be in my office.” I harden my eyes on her in impatience. “And right now, I’m so fucking pissed that I’d fuck you so viciously that you wouldn’t be able towalk for a week. Do you want me to fuck you like I want to kill you?”

Interest lights up on her face.

Fuck, she might actually.

Oh, I’m going to have some fun fucking her when the day comes.

But like I said, I don’t reward disobedience.

I obviously can’t gouge her eyes out, but I can withhold an orgasm.

That’ll be her torture for her card counting and defiance.

She’s lucky I’m not in the mood, or I’d force her to her knees and make her suck my cock.

“Is that what you want, Genesis?” My voice grows hoarse. When she doesn’t answer, I stress the words. “Is it?”

She bites her lower lip. “I’m debating.”

I start to loosen my tie, feeling the need to wrap it around her mouth so she doesn’t say anything else to tempt me, but stop at a knock on the door.

“Boss,” Franko says on the other side.

“Keep your fucking ass in this room,” I snarl at her through gritted teeth. “Do you goddamn hear me? I’ll have a man standing guard. If the door so much as opens, he’ll kill you.”

I don’t wait for her response before charging out of the room. I lock the door and walk alongside Franko to the security room.

“He’s gone,” Franko tells me. “I have the tape ready for you.”

“You’d better fucking have audio.”

“I do.”

Sitting in the security room, I listen to their conversation five times. I watch the video from four different camera spans and follow Dima’s every move in my casino.

He knew where Genesis was and waited to get her alone.