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Music poured out of the room the second I stepped into the penthouse—“Top Tier”byJada Kingdom. I could already smell vanilla and cherries and something sweet I couldn’t name. My tie was half undone when I turned the corner and—
Jesus Christ.
She was standing dead center in the room, hat tipped forward, boots on, a little suede crop top barely covering her titties, and denim cutoffs that made my mouth dry. She had two long, perfect braids hanging over her chest and a fucking whip looped on her hip.
Where the fuck did she even get that from?
My jaw clenched. “Christ,Amore mio. Is this all for me?”
She didn’t say a word—just nodded once, then crooked her index finger to beckon me closer.
Fuck me.
I stepped forward, working the buttons of my shirt, already imagining how I was gonna lay her out. But her hand shot up and stopped me just before I could shrug it off.
“You’re not allowed to use your hands right now,” she commanded softly.
I froze. My brow shot up. “At all?”
She shook her head. Her lips curled into the kind of smirk that meant she’d been planning this all damn day. She walked around me like a lioness. One hand brushed my chest, the other trailed down to my belt. My pulse jumped. She moved slowly, eyes eating me alive as she popped each button of my shirt, one at a time.
She was taking her damn time on purpose.
“Sweetness…”
“Shh,” Carmen cooed. “Good boys don’t talk unless spoken to.”
I bit my tongue and clenched my fists at my sides. She peeled the shirt off my shoulders and dragged her nails down my chest. Goosebumps popped up instantly. I swore under my breath.
She dropped to her knees, unhooking my belt and unzipping me like she was unwrapping a gift. Then, she gripped the waistband of my pants and dragged them down with agonizing patience.
The second she palmed me through my boxers, my breath hitched. She looked up, eyes gleaming with mischief. “You’ve been real patient, Teddy. You want a reward?”
My throat was dry. “You alreadyknowthe answer to that.”
She smiled sweetly and filthily, then tugged my boxers down. With. Her. Teeth.
This.
This is why no matter how many years pass or how many miles apart. I will never. Ever.Leave Carmen Reyes alone.
She licked the tip of me just slow enough to make me twitch.
I didn’t even try to hide the moan.
My hands hovered in the air, useless and aching to touch her. But I didn’t dare.
Not yet.
I didn’t want this game to end. She pulled back, licking her lips, then stood up and pressed her body against mine.
“Good boys get to touch. Bad boys get tied up.”
I grinned, teeth bared. “What do I have to do to be good?”
“Good boys don’t talk unless spoken to. So what does that make you?”
