“See how much you turn me on?” I manage, sinking one of my fingers inside me. The sinews in his neck pop when he gives himself a long, hard pull. “This is all you, Grey. You did this to me.”

“I did”—he swallows, stroking himself some more—“what?”

I roll my hips against my hand, urging my clit against my palm. I want to make this last, but my orgasm is already close.

“Your bravery. It made me wild.”

“Yeah?” He grits his teeth. Legs spreading wider, allowing me a glimpse of his asshole.

So lewd. Dirty.

My arousal spikes.

“Your honesty made me—” My breath catches when my thumb hits my clit. My nipples are screaming for attention. I start to play with my nipples with my other hand. He growls.

“It made you what?” he bites out. I can tell he’s trying not to jack himself off too hard, too fast. He’s on the verge—having your arousal continually stoked over an hours-long period will do that—but he wants to draw this out. Savor the moment.

“It made me hot. So hot for you, Grey. Your openness, too. Your vulnerability made me want you in ways I’ve never wanted anyone else. Ever.”

“Fuck—Jesus Christ, Julia, you gotta let me have you. I want to be inside you. I want to feel you. You make me beg, and I’ll make you pay. I’ll punish you.”

I bite my lip, allowing my fingers to amble back to my clit. Sensation winds tight tight tight in my core. I’m grinding against the wall, my skin burning.

I don’t care.

Grey’s eyes are hot and hard on my body. His nostrils flare as he tugs at his cock, running a thumb up the seam on the underside of his head.

“Maybe I want to be punished.” I glide my fingers around and through my folds. “Show me the villain. Be the bad guy. And I’ll show you how much I like him.”

He growls, bolting to his feet. My eyes flick up to meet his.

He’s enormous. Breathing hard.

Angry. Cock and eyes and muscles, drawn taut with frustration.

“How much bad do you want?”

My legs fall all the way open. I arch my back, offering him my tits.

My everything.

“All the bad you’re willing to give me.”

He takes a step forward. Nostrils still flaring.

“Take your fingers. Touch your clit,” he bites out. When I hesitate, he takes another step forward. Towering over me. “Do what I fucking say, Julia.”

I shiver. Shake.

I love this game. Switching up the power dynamic. I lead. Then he does.

I take charge.

Then he takes charge of me.

I meet his eyes and touch my clit. Both fingers. Pressing, pinching.

A tremble moves through my left leg. I’m close.

“Open your mouth,” Grey says, taking his cock in his hand. Taking a step forward. “Wider.”

I do as he tells me and open wide.

Without preamble, he puts himself inside my mouth. Sinking on a slow, deep thrust that induces the tiniest gag, making my eyes water. Lewd and lovely, all at once.