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Her breath hitches. "Allowed it?"

"Allowed it."

"That's a dangerous word to use with me now."

I pull her underwear aside. Don't bother removing it. Slide two fingers inside her from behind and she's already wet—her body answering my dominance even as her mouth talks back.

My thumb finds her clit and makes slow, torturous circles.

"You think because you learned some tricks, the hierarchy changed?" I unbuckle my belt with one hand. Don't drop it. Wrap it around her wrists behind her back instead. Leather against skin. I pull it snug. She tests the restraint.

She can't move.

"That's not?—"

"It'sexactlywhat you think." I pull my fingers out. She makes a sound of protest that she immediately tries to swallow. "You're smarter now. Sharper. More dangerous. But this?" I grip the belt holding her wrists. "Thishasn't changed."

I enter her in one stroke.

She moans against the desk.

The sound vibrates through the wood and I feel it in my hands where they're gripping her.

Every thrust pushes her hips into the edge of the mahogany—that friction between pain and pleasure that makes her back arch and her fingers clench inside the belt restraint.

I set a punishing pace.

One hand on the belt, the other fisted in her hair, arching her back so I can see her face in profile.

Her lips are parted, eyes half-closed.

Cheek pressed against the desk where I sign death warrants and distribution agreements.

Halfway through, I come to a complete stop, still buried inside her.

She makes a sound. Frustrated. Desperate.

"Ask me," I tell her.

"No."

I wait. Don't move. Keep her pinned.

Her jaw clenches. Ten seconds. Twenty. I can feel her pulse around me, her body clenching, trying to create the friction I'm denying her.

"Cassius."

"That's not asking."

"Please."

There she is. This new Selene wrapped around old Selene's need, and the combination is the most intoxicating thing I've ever experienced. I reward her with a hard spank—open-palmed, sharp, the crack echoing off the office walls—and then I resume.

Harder than before.

"Say you're mine."

She moans.