He makes a pained sound. “Bloody hell, woman, I think a part of me wants to keep you this way.” I touch his face. “I like how I am. I like how you are, too. When you are … What is that word you used? Cooperating.” “Tell me to fuck you.” I smile and comply. We’re back in territory I understand. “You didn’t say my name. Say my name when you tell me to fuck you.” “Fuck me, Jericho Barrons.” “From now on, you will call me Jericho Barrons every time you speak to me.” He is a strange beast. But he gives me what I want. I suppose it will not kill me to do the same. And so we begin a different way of
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