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“Treatment?” Her pupils dilated as his free hand slid to her tempting ass and squeezed. “You know that hurts, don’t you?”

“It’s a good hurt, though, right?” Rising to his full height, Cole swept her from his lap, gripping her to his chest.

“Where are we going?” Her eyes darted around the living space as he strode toward the bedroom.

“Answer the question.” Massaging her cheeks harder, his shaft strained against his joggers. “You like the pain, don’t you?”

“Maybe,” she winced, her fingers burying into his hair as she clambered to escape his grasp. “I don’t know. This is all new to me.”

“I get it.” Kicking the door to his bedroom open, he lowered her gently to her feet. “Let me help you decide.”

Chapter Twenty

Eden

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NONE OF THIS MAKES sense.

Rubbing her temple, she watched as he stalked to the door and closed it. Her heart accelerated when he engaged the lock.

This is it. Eden’s throat dried. I’m trapped in his bedroom.

Cole’s lips twitched. “Not trapped.” Closing the distance between them, he towered over her. “You have your safe word, little girl.”

“Yes, sir.”

Her heart sped up at her own deferential tone. She’d never known such primal urges, and had never kneeled for anyone, but the man looming over her had changed all that. Now, calling him ‘sir’ was stimulating. It wasn’t that he was worthier, but he made her submission seem sublime.

I shouldn’t be here. She pulled in a breath. Shouldn’t like the way he’s treating me, and yet...

Her brow creased as she grappled with the inevitable truth. Cole was the sexiest guy she’d ever known. Too young for her, perhaps, but he exuded a confidence she’d rarely experienced in men far senior in years.

“You’re overthinking again.”

“It doesn’t help that you can hear my thoughts.” She lifted her chin at his deep chuckle, noticing the tangible bulge in his joggers. “Sir.”