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“What?” Joseph asked, looking over at his friends with an arched eyebrow. “I smile all the time.”

Cecelia chuckled as she handed Joseph the drink she’d been mixing for him. “Yes, but it’s always been the smile of a predator. A lion or a tiger, maybe? This is the smile of a pussycat having his belly scratched. Purring,” she added in her soft Bahamian accent. “Purrr.”

“Silence, fiammetta. Not another sound. You’re going to come for me. Hard and fast,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically husky as he rubbed her outer lips and her slick juices coated his fingers. “So wet for me, Bunny. I love that about you.”

Unable to understand him and his kink, she growled a little at him as she stepped out, and then she shrieked as his big palm landed sharply on her butt cheek.

“You!” Oh, Lord, that stung! But then the heat began to spread. Her inner muscles clenched, and she had the urge to waggle her ass at him, to tempt him to do it again.

He’s right. He brings out the brat in me.

Amusement probably wasn’t the best reaction, but he imagined they must look like a Chihuahua yapping at a mastiff. And he certainly wished he could eat her in one bite.