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He drank. He drank the damn cup rather than give my thong back, and my mouth dropped open.
“How’s it feel to be a loser?”
“I’m not afraid of you, Manson Reed. Whatever you’ve got…” My eyes dragged slowly down his body and back up again. Sizing him up, all six-foot-whatever of him. “I can take it.”
“Go crawl and get my beer, Jessica – before I put you up against the wall and spank that cute little ass of yours until you figure out how to behave.”
“You’re going to follow and accept your punishment like a good girl, aren’t you?”
“Oh, Jess. Poor little angel. I’ve made a sinner out of you. Enjoying your punishment so much it’s making you wet. So cute.”
“Bye, loser.” He smirked, his tone a warning. “Jess…”
