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“Oh really? And what kind of plans, Mr. Kane?” she asked.

“Very devious ones,” he said. She laughed.

“How devious? You just got back from L.A. yesterday – I thought you'd be worn out,” she teased.

“I am never too worn out for you, Tate. You always get the final bite,” he assured her, carrying her into the depths of the boat.

“Damn straight.”

He took her into their bedroom, laid her out on the bed. Covered her body with his own. Kissed his way from her chin to her knees, and then back up again. She sighed, smiling against his mouth, wrapping her arms around him.

Sometimes, he was so sweet, she thought her heart was going to burst. The way he looked at her, sometimes, just killed her. Like she was the only woman he ever wanted to look at ever again. She thought maybe he had been looking at her that way for quite some time, and she had just never noticed.

Stupid girl.

Other times, he was so evil, it made her feel alive. Like she was on fire. Just the other day, they had gotten into a “
discussion
”. She threw a dinner plate at his head, calling him retarded. He shoved her under the freezing cold shower, calling her a hot head. She told him to go fuck himself. He told her she was so much better at it. They didn't even make it to the bedroom. He used her t-shirt to tie her hands together and she got burns on her knees from the rug in the hallway. Ang walked in on them on his way to his room. He claimed he was going to need counseling.

The absolute best time of my life.

“Tatum,” he murmured against her skin.

“Hmmm?” she replied.

“You still owe me something,” he said softly, then leaned away from her. She opened her eyes.

“Excuse me?” she asked, a little lost. She glanced at him. He was leaning halfway off the bed, rooting around for something on the floor.

“I hope you haven't forgotten. I haven't,” he said, then came back up, holding something in his hand. An empty bottle of Jameson, with a handwritten note on the label. She laughed, taking it from him.

“Oh, jesus, I
had
forgotten. This is why you made everyone leave?” she asked, re-reading her promise to do
anything
for him.

“Oh yes. Tonight is going to be very interesting, baby girl,” he chuckled, sounding evil as he crawled off of her and walked towards the bathroom.

“Oh god – is the sexy secretary locked in there!?” she exclaimed, propping herself up. He laughed.

“No, but the night is still young,” he pointed out, disappearing into the other room. He came back out, carrying a duffel bag. He dropped it at the foot of the bed and it landed with a loud
THUD
. Multiple somethings clattered and clanked around inside the bag. Her eyes got wide.

“Oh my god,” she blurted out. He laughed again and crawled back on top of her.

“Scared?” he breathed, dragging his teeth over her hip bone.

“Terrified,” she nodded.

“
Good
. I like you scared.”

“Makes sense. You
are
Satan.”

“Yes. Please don't ever forget that.”

“Never could.”

“Say it again, before we get started,” he whispered, pushing her bikini top out of the way.

“For a man with a huge ego, you sure need a lot of affirmation,” she groaned as his hands swept up to cup her breasts.

“
Say it,
” he ordered, squeezing.

“I love you.”

“Again, please,” he breathed, and then bit down hard on her shoulder. She gasped.

“I love you,
so fucking much
.”

“Ah, thank you, baby girl. I love you, too.”

His mouth moved back to hers, forcing her lips apart. Tonight would most definitely not be a night of sweetness.

Abso-fuckin-lutely love it.

“Jameson,” she breathed, struggling to take off his shirt.

“What?” he growled, tearing at her bikini bottoms.

“When I said anything -,” she started.

“Tate,” he warned. She laughed, until two of his fingers shoved their way inside of her.

“I didn't literally mean anything, I meant -,” she continued, not hiding her smile very well.

“Tate,” his voice was sharp. Almost as sharp as the nails on her throat.

“
I
get to choose, and then
you
have to do anything
I
want, cause really, I'm the one who has to -,” she began again with a laugh.

“
Tatum
.”

“Hmmm?”

“Please, for the love of god, just this once, I am begging you,
shut the fuck up
.”