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The moment I released her, she would scamper straight to the cops.

I knew she saw me kill that bastard. But there was no telling if she knew who he was, or if she had seen other things. She was a liability. There was no way around it. She would have to be dealt with, but not today.

She shimmied on my lap, trying to get free or comfortable, I wasn't sure which. But she was teasing my cock, rubbing her perfect ass against me. It responded, swelling against her ass, pressing between her cheeks, already up for round two.

I knew the moment she realized what she'd done by her small moan and the way her body tensed.

"Time to be my good girl," I said against her ear before sucking the lobe between my teeth, loving the way it made her shudder.

"Please no. I'm so sore," she whimpered and tried to get up again. She was trapped in my arms, so all she did was splash some water onto the marble floor and rub that sweet ass against my hardening cock.

I whispered against her wet hair. "I promise I won't push my cock into that tight pussy of yours."

Her shoulders relaxed slightly. She trusted too easily.

"Grab the far side of the tub," I said as I grasped her thighs and arranged her body to straddle my hips with her back still turned.

Fuck me, this put her in the perfect position. Her ass sticking up from a sea of bubbles, giving me the perfect view of her puckered opening.

I picked up the metal butt plug and ran it down the center of her back.

She arched into it like a cat. When she tried to turn around and see what I was doing, I grasped her hair to keep her head forward.

"No peeking." I kept running the plug up and down her spine, getting closer to her ass with each pass. With my other hand, I spread her cheeks and leaned forward to run just the tip of my tongue around her tight, puckered hole.

Her entire body went rigid. Then she let out the most adorable moan.

I only teased her for a moment before I replaced my tongue with the plug between her cheeks and teased her ass even more.

"Oh, god! No. Not there," she said as she tried to get away from me.

One firm slap to her ass had her freezing in place.

"When are you going to learn? You're not allowed to tell me no."

Over her objections, I pressed the butt plug deep inside of her. Listening to her objections lessen each time I pressed a little more in and pulled back. It didn't take long until I was able to work the thickest part of the mushroom shape past her tight rim, and the plug was seated tight in her ass.

"Good girl," I praised as I lifted her out of the tub and let it drain. "Now you are going to take a shower, and you are going to wash any trace of that strip club from your body. Do you understand?"

She nodded, her eyes never leaving the floor.

"I'm going to sit right here, and you had better leave that plug where it is. If you try to take it out, or push it out, I will replace it with my cock. Do you understand?"

She nodded again.

I leaned over to turn the shower on.

Once she was inside, I sat down on the bamboo bench across from the glass chamber and leaned back, enjoying the view.

I watched the way her thin, delicate fingers brushed over her body as she cleaned herself. The way she stood under the showerhead with the hot spray aimed at her shoulders.

Every movement was graceful, unconsciously sensual. She had no idea how captivating she was.

When she emerged, I was still naked, sitting on the bench, my cock hard against my stomach and tenting the towel I wrapped around my waist.

I took her hand and guided her to sit on my lap as Ibrushed the wet curls away from her cheek. The gesture was surprisingly tender—more intimate than anything I'd done in years.

If I had been anyone else, this would be a perfect moment. The kind that normal couples cherished. If I were a different man, a good boyfriend, this would be the kind of intimacy that would make her swoon.