"You could've just asked me to climb onto the bed," he growls.I flash him a roguish grin. "I'll be gentle when the time arrives, but that isn't now." I roll him onto his stomach, sitting atop his thighs and whack him on his butt before smoothing my palms across the skin to alleviate the burn.He thrashes about under me, using his hands to push against me, trying to roll over so that he can look at me. I push down on his legs, but his extra weight wins and he rolls me across the bed.He rolls with me, holding me down on the bed, with my arms trapped between my legs under his body.Exactly as I wanted.He's on top of me and if I flex my wrist, his middle fingertip will land on target. Physiologically, fight or flight is as close to being turned on as you're going to get. I want him to fight me so his running heart circulates more testosterone throughout his body, stimulating his lust, numbing his nerves and desensitizing him to pain."Kiss me," I whisper. Come on, River. Lean in. Open
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