Snapshot

by Kay Cove

“How do you want me?” he murmurs as he switches to my other breast. “Greedy, Mr. Hessler. Angry. Hard. I want to meet your dark side this morning.” His sexy smile disappears instantly, lustful need filling every inch of his expression. “I’m done with the jealousy, Lennox. If I ever find out you’re thinking about another man, I won’t end us. I’ll end him. Don’t ever make me miss you again. Do you understand?” I nod. “Use your words if you want to come this morning,” he growls. “Yes.” “Sir.” With obnoxious exaggeration, I look around the room. “Is someone joining us? Who the hell are you calling, ‘Sir?’” I cackle at my own sass, expecting Dex to laugh along. Instead, he thrusts two fingers inside of me with no warning. I yelp and clamp my legs shut, but that just ignites something even more grisly in him. He rips his hand away and stares at me like I just slapped him. “Did you close your legs on me?” I shake my head, spreading my knees, putting myself right back on display. He clicks his tongue. “And now you’re lying. What am I going to do with you?”