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16. The Brat

Kira

"Be a good girl and do what I said, okay?" Andrew says calmly, but my mind has been made up.

"No," I retort before walking off.

"Don't be a brat, Kira!" He yells following after me. I could sense his anger.

Just what I wanted.

"I'm not a brat, sir," I replied quietly before turning around to face him.

"Fuck, Kira. You drive me insane. Your neck would look better with a collar fastened around it again,” he said, sucking my earlobe between his teeth and tugging gently. “My collar.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Andrew,” I whispered.

Sliding a hand down my body, he tugged on my hard nipple through my shirt and kissed my neck. “How many times have you touched yourself, thinking about me, Kira? How many nights?”

“I haven’t.”

“Your body betrays you.” He tugged on my other nipple, making it even harder against my shirt. “You don’t look like you’ve been fucked in a long time. Is that why you invited me over, huh? Is that why you've been acting like a brat since I walked in?”

He paused,
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