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gestured with a hand held above his head. He loosened the grip on Voodoo’s collar and let his hand slide over her shoulder.
    “You want to be in control, then there’s a responsibility that comes with it.” Bonny’s parochial voice returned him to the days of his youth and the high-minded nuns who taught him through grade school.
    “Bet you thought you were coming here to get a quick fuck? Didn’t expect a lesson in respect.” Bonny challenged again.
    “Actually, yeah. I was dying to fuck the both of you.” His penis regained its glory as his ego pressed the point. He wasn’t at all interested in walking or training—he wanted two pieces of ass, and then to hit the road.
    “At least the hero’s honest,” Voodoo said, smiling. Her hands still pulling at his waist—his shaft glided deeper into her pussy.
    “Last chance, pretty boy. You walk her or I will.” Bonny’s innocent wheat field, girl-next-door look forfeited to a snarled command.
    “Baby, please walk me.” Voodoo moved back against him. She moaned in pleasure, though pain satisfied her desires.
    “Here girl,” Bonny called.
    He felt her heat around the head of his cock until she moved away and broke their connection.
    Voodoo immediately stooped onto all fours. Bonny bent forward and brushed her thumb and fingers together at knee height. She made a quiet kissy noise. Free from Hollywood’s grip, Voodoo silently slinked across the room. She was the sexiest feline in the entire animal kingdom.
    “This shit’s weird.” An inferno baked his testicles—it was crazy intense. Hollywood fell back against the kitchen island. His mouth open, he tried to suck extra air through his nose to slow his pulse. He jumped when his bare butt touched the cold stainless steel dishwasher. Both girls looked back at him. His sheepish smirk shone through the lightless space.
    “Heel,” Bonny commanded. Voodoo sat—face focused on her trainer’s next words. Hollywood tried to divert his thoughts away from the rush of cum marshaled to explode across the kitchen floor. He was hooked. Only wanting a fast fuck and escape before another long day of field ops, Hollywood fantasized about Voodoo’s submission and ownership role.
    He began to understand that Voodoo was actually more in control of their situation than he was. It strangled his desire to hammer her with a quickie, but instead slowed him into wanting more. His heart pounded as he watched her—he’d never wanted anyone so bad. Bonny had suddenly lost her appeal.
    “Good girl.” Bonny encouraged her. She slowly fingered Voodoo’s jet-black tresses with an open hand. The way Bonny’s hand raked across the back of her pet’s sheared nape sent Hollywood into shivers. Although he fancied himself a ladies’ man, he admitted this was out of his league. His throbbing dick on the other hand signaled he wanted back off the bench and into the game.
    “Would you like another chance pretty boy?”
    “Yes, please.” He’d never had to beg.
    “Please what?”
    “Please may I have her?”
    Voodoo’s small waist that flared into perfectly rounded hips and a tight round ass resembled a guitar from behind. She patiently waited on her knees for Bonny to negotiate terms with him.
    “Have her?”
    “Train her,” Hollywood clarified.
    “You may.” Her grin showed sinister delight.
    “Thank you.” Hollywood wouldn’t avert his glare—neither would Bonny.
    “I know what you’re thinking, hero, but Voodoo has a fetish for transference of power. It’s my pet’s way to relieve the stress of always being the Alpha female cop. What type of roomie would I be if I wasn’t willing to accommodate her bad little ass?” Bonny beamed, but her high attitude had fallen flat. “Everyone’s broken, hero. Even you.”
    Mouth as dry as desert sand, he couldn’t swallow enough to continue speech. The arterial beat through his neck set a rhythm. Carnal adrenaline consumed him. His hand trembled when he reached for the