“As if you could!”
“If I tucked up your skirt and pulled down your leggings, it might be more embarrassing.”
“I’m not afraid of you. I’ve got underwear on, so do your worst.”
Ambrose chuckled. This girl was perfect. His dick was so hard, he wished he could fuck her up against the damn wall.
“I could pull those down too. Then everyone in the room could see what a bad girl you are and get to see your bare ass.”
Everly swallowed hard enough for him to see the movement of her throat. “I don’t even care.” The words were almost a whisper.
“Maybe I’d spank you while I held you here, and everyone could admire your sweet red cheeks.”
She groaned and shifted where she stood. “Go away. I’ll stand here and take my punishment, but you should shut up now.”
His hand tightened in her hair and he pulled her up onto her toes.
“Ow, ow, ow!”
“Should you be telling me to shut up?”
She didn’t answer. Ambrose growled in her ear and gave her a little shake.
“Answer me,” he barked.
“No,” she said, her tone sullen.
“No, what?”
“No, Sir.”
He lowered his hand so she could stand flat-footed again. “I’m going to let go of you now, and you’re going to stay here like a good girl, aren’t you? Because if you don’t, I’ll do exactly what I said.”
“You wouldn’t!” she gasped.
“Try me.”
God love her, she pouted at him. So many nasty, horrid things he wanted to do to this girl. Slowly, he let go of her, ready to grab her if she bolted.
She stood stock-still.
“See? You can be a good girl when you have the right incentive.” He smoothed her hair back into place, and he could feel her seething.
If she was hating this, though, she wasn’t safewording or telling him off. Instead, he was getting the impression that she liked it and didn’t want to.
“You’re evil,” she said to the wall.
“Maybe a little.”
“No, I mean full-on, mustache-twirling, tie-the-girl-to-the-train-tracks evil.” Her vehemence was adorable.
“Pout at me again. It turned me on.”
“Fuck you, Sir.”
“I thought you just said you didn’t like me, and now you want to fuck me?”
Something that sounded suspiciously like a laugh escaped her. “I never said I didn’t like you. I said you’re evil. There’s a difference.”