Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

She needs the push.

"Don't bullshit me." I bring the toy back into the air and

align it. This time, I bring it down against her ass.

She cries out in pain.

"Why do you want to hurt?"

"I just do."

I smack her hard enough the flesh of her ass turns red.

Still, her groan is that mix of agony and ecstasy. "You still feel guilty about leaving Adam?"

"No."

I pull the toy back into position. "No?"

"No." Her hands slide down the window as she lifts her ass into the air. She's baiting me. "He texted about the video. We talked."

My stomach clenches. That asshole texted her? He's talking to her? Fuck him for hurting her.

Fuck him for reaching out.

I have to step back and suck a deep breath through my nose. I can't let jealousy cloud my thoughts. Not when Lacey is trusting me with her body.

"He understands how he hurt me. He wants me back, but he knows not to ask." She arches her back. "Mal…"

"You want him back?"

"No." Her voice drops to a whisper. "I want you."

The words hang in the air, sucking up every bit of oxygen. She doesn't just want this. She wants all of it.

Everything.

She deserves everything.

And I…

Fuck—

"Mal… I just mean… I know we're having fun."

I bring down the toy hard against her ass.

She yelps but she's still squirming with pleasure.

She's fucking dripping.

I'm not sure if I believe her—neither one of us thinks this is just fun anymore—but I'm not ready to call her on it.

I drag the tip of the riding crop up and down her spine. "Tell me why you want me to hurt you, baby."

"I don't know—"

"Tell me or I won't."