Tuesday Tales Week 63

“So we’re being recusant?”

Lilly grins. She leans back and throws an arm behind her head. “You and your vocabulary.”

Jack’s jaw works. “You know what it means, don’t you, pet?”

Lilly nods. Spreads her legs. Lifts one ankle and slides it out along the coffee table. “I do, Sir.”

He stalks toward her. Lilly can feel her pulse race. Jack knows she’d never refuse to comply, to deny him her submission, but sometimes she loves the chase.

And good God does he look ready to chase her tonight.

Jack steps between her legs. Shoves them apart. Smirks. “Prove it.”

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