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realize was tiger, his so-called sub brother, had been feeding me information for months, which was how I was able to tolerate his bullshit. He was suffering more than I was, despite his attempts to ration out the dick he swore I couldn’t get enough of.
    If shamise wasn’t living with us full time while he was being an asshole, he might have succeeded in that pitiful effort. Even if she wasn’t, if I wanted to be a slut, I would have fucked every piece of prime male specimen my Goddess put in front of me, and she’d put some quality dick in my path, and dropped him like a bad habit.
    â€œYeah, that’s what I thought.” I huffed, eyeing him as I sat on the bed to get more comfortable. “You’re lucky you’re still cute, or I would have let my Goddess do you the way you should have been done for treating me like shit for the past year.”
    â€œI don’t want to make this difficult any more than you want to go through it, Kitana—”
    â€œMy name is sajira now.”
    â€œTouché, I deserved that.”
    â€œYou deserve to have your balls crushed, jackass.”
    â€œWhy are you making this apology so hard?”
    I crossed my legs and folded my arms over my breasts and gave him a look that could have burned through lead. “Is that what you’re trying to do? You’ve done a helluva lot better than that in the past, so what gives with the half-hearted apology, huh? What, you couldn’t take the yacht to Nassau to get me some flowers or something?”
    Ice dropped to one knee, moving near my legs. I tried to avoid his eye contact, but I found myself connecting, whether I wanted to or not. There was still something in me that loved this man, and despite the madness, I still loved him.
    â€œWell, I would have, but I wasn’t sure you wanted to see me or not.”
    He moved his hands up and down my calves and my pussy twitched from the sensation. He still knew my spots, even though he hadn’t tried to touch them in months.
    I uncrossed my legs to let him feel the inside of my thighs. He tried to move closer to my bikini bottom, pulling at the strings to untie them, but I moved his hands away. I was gonna make him work for this, determined to turn this into a grudge fuck if I decided to let it get that far.
    He moved between my legs, wrapping them around his waist as he kissed me the way he used to when he couldn’t get enough of me. I was so wet I knew I soaked through my suit, and I couldn’t have cared less because I wanted him to put this fire out.
    â€œI forgot how good you feel,” Ice whispered in my ear as he moved to bite down on my neck. “Damn, I can’t wait to beat this pussy up again.”
    Shut the fuck up and fuck me, you idiot, I screamed in my head, trying to get him to realize he was talking himself out of some good pussy. I tried to coax him into taking me by slipping my fingers inside and letting him lick my fingers clean, which was what I used to do whenever we got in a quickie.
    What he said next should have made me choke him to death. “If only we weren’t in different D/s relationships, we could fuck like this again.”
    I heard the proverbial screeching brakes, drying me up quicker than a puddle of water in the Sahara.
    â€œGet the fuck away from me right now! ” I was so upset I was trembling.
    â€œKitana…look, hear me out, that’s not what I meant—”
    â€œWhat part of ‘get away from me’ did you not understand?” I repeated, shooting daggers through him with the piercing stare I gave him. “You…you don’t get to hide behind your Mistress.”
    â€œFace it, Kitana, we had more fun when we were swinging.” He tried to plead his case. “There were no boundaries and no bullshit rules and protocol to follow, and we got to connect at the end of the day once we were done. Tell me you don’t miss that?”
    This knee-grow got