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Good Girl (Love Unexpectedly 2)

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Or maybe he too knows that his master deserves what’s coming.

I take a deep breath, silently, so as not to tip him off.

Go time.

I burst out of the closet and launch myself at Noah.

I hear him mutter “What the fuck?” a split second before I’m on top of him, my knees straddling his hips.

He’s stronger, but the element of surprise makes me faster, as does the fact that I’ve been planning this moment in my head all day.

He bucks beneath me, nearly throwing me off, only to freeze when he realizes that his right hand…is zip-tied to the headboard.

I take advantage of his stunned outrage to quickly maneuver his left hand to match his right.

And just like that, Noah Maxwell is zip-tied to his bed, glaring up at me, first in shock and then in anger.

He jerks his arms, hard, and though the headboard rattles, the ties stay firm.

I can’t help it—I gloat. I’m feeling very victorious and maybe a tad dominatrix.

“What the fuck, princess?”

I reach out a hand and pat his cheek. “You know, I just got to thinking. Remember how we chitchatted that day in Home Depot about whether I had kinky fantasies about being tied up? Well, we never talked about you.”

He glares, and I grin. “What’s the verdict? You like?”

His nostrils flare, and I bite my lip, flirty-like. “Hmm, I wonder if this might change your mind.”

I reach down to the hem of my tank top and—slowly, teasingly—pull it up and over my head, tossing it aside so there’s just me straddling him in a tiny black lace bra and tight-fitting pants.

I feel him harden between my thighs, and smile in victory.

“What are you doing, princess?” he asks, his voice a little rougher than usual.

I rest a hand on his chest, my fingers toying with the top button of his shirt. “Turnabout’s fair play and all that.”

His eyes narrow as I flick open a button. Then another.

“Jenny…”

I ignore him, undoing every last button before spreading his shirt to the side. “Have I mentioned I like your chest hair?” I say, raking my nails lightly across his pecs.

He sucks in a breath, his hips shifting slightly beneath mine.

I bend forward slowly, giving him a good look at my cleavage before my lips find a spot just below his jawline, and I suck in a bit of skin before biting, hard.

His arms pull at the ties, and I sit back up with a smug smile. “Something you want, princess?”

My hands go to his belt buckle, watching his eyes go shadowy as I slowly undo it.

“Wait,” he says quietly.

I do, just for a moment, and although I’ve been envisioning this moment all day, intent on keeping this impersonal and a little bit cold, I slip.

My chest fills with hurt and I stare down at him. “You slut-shamed me, Noah. You made me want you, and then you degraded me for wanting you.”

“I know,” he says quietly.



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