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I swallow, cough again, then take another quick swig of wine. “What’s the point of that? If you’re really asleep, you wouldn’t even know it was happening.”

She tilts her head down, and I swear, fucking flutters her lashes at me, then, to really dig the dagger in, she bites her bottom lip. “But it’s sexy and…” She reaches for her own wine glass, cheeks suddenly getting pink as her eyes dart away. “I—Iused to think it was really sexy when I’d wake up sore and know?—”

Her eyes quickly come back to mine before dancing away again.

Know that I’d had sex with Mads while she hadn’t been present.

I swallow.

I know she’s been missing Mads’s presence. Would this make her… feel closer? I know integrating has felt strange for her.

“Have you ever fantasized about it?” she asks, eyeing me over her glass.

I frown, brows furrowing as I think. “I don’t think so.”

She leans forward and traces her fingers over my knuckles. “Well, picture it. Me lying there. I’m giving you my consent now. I’m there, but you’re also alone. And you can do absolutelyanythingyou want to my warm, wet body.”

My cock starts to harden underneath the table. “I can already do anything I want.”

She smiles darkly and slides her hand away from mine, back to settle in her chair, eyebrow arched. “Can you? What if Ionlygive you consent to fuck me when I’m asleep?”

“Why?” I ask, genuinely baffled.

“Because it’s kinky.” But then she looks down, looking embarrassed again, my familiar Anna. “Only if you want to, of course. It’s just… sometimes I want to crawl down your body and start sucking your cock while you’re sleeping. A-and then… I fantasize about you doing the same thing to me. I—I want you to.”

Well now my cock’s all the way hard.

“You want me to wake you up by eating you out?” I say breathlessly.

“Not wake me up. Eat me out while I’m sleeping and—” She bites her bottom lip. “And penetrate me. You know how deep I sleep.”

I frown. “But what about your bad dreams?”

She walks around the table and frames my face with her soft hands. “I’d never have bad dreams while you’re inside me. Please. It’s something I’d like to try sometime. But only if you— I never want to ask something you’re uncomfortable with.” She starts to drop her hands and step back, but I snatch her hand.

“I want everything you want.”

She smiles at me like I’m the sunrise over the desert mountains. “Then please, baby. I’ll take some melatonin tonight so I’ll sleep extra deep. But really.” She puts her hand on my leg. “No pressure.”

Then she yawns. “All right. I’m going to go get ready for bed. These late dinners put me right out.”

She walks towards the bathroom, hips swaying her sweet ass back and forth.

Fuck, she’s right. The thought of what she’s suggestingiskinky. And deviant. And it makes me hard as a rock. It’s nothing I ever thought to fantasize about before.

Now I can’t stop.

I love everything deviant and wrong.

Still, I don’t fuck her that night. Or the next.

I am a sadist, after all.

I don’t let her seduce me during the day, either. I like how she’s crawling out of her skin with wanting. I always did love edging the hell out of her.

A little reminder that I’m the one in control.

The first night, she came to bed naked, and last night she wore a sexy little negligée.