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he’d been trying to figure her out.
    When he glanced around the main room, everything looked in order. Seems they’d replaced the screen he’d knocked down, and he was grateful that Eleanor didn’t dock the fantasy facilitators’ paychecks for collateral damage.
    He’d enjoyed working for Eleanor these past few years. Enjoyed fulfilling the vast majority of the fantasies he’d taken on. But as much as he’d enjoyed it, he’d always been able to keep detached. Until Deana.
    With her, it was the first time it hadn’t felt like acting. The first time he’d lost track of his objective. And it was the first time a client had used her safe word to end it. Deana had destroyed his perfect record.
    He checked the back room, testing the pulley system above the fur-covered table and making sure that the techs had set up everything according to spec.
    He took a selection of sterilized dildos, butt plugs, nipple clamps, and leather crops from the drawers under the rolling table nearby. Holding one particularly thick and realistic-looking dildo in his hand, he ran it between the thumb and forefinger of his other, imagining sliding it into Deana.
    He slapped it against his palm. Things would be different today. He’d keep it all business. He’d give this woman what she wanted and be done with this job forever. If only he could figure out exactly what it was that she wanted.
    Reading even slightly between the lines of the ridiculously counterproductive script she’d provided, her fantasy fit the profile of most BDSM-curious assignments. But she’d seemed genuinely defiant.
    Maybe he hadn’t been forceful enough? If that was what she wanted, he could go one-hundred-and-fifty shades on her.
    One thing was certain. This time, once they started, he’d stay in control. He wouldn’t break character or let himself be amused by her comebacks. He would ignore his cock and get the job done.
    Today, he was the dom and he would make her submit.
    ***
    Rex didn’t think it was possible, but Deana was even sexier today. The instant she walked through the door, she said the magic words and proceeded behind the screen to change. He’d barely had time to undress before she reappeared.
    As he strode toward her, his best look of intimidation was wasted as she stared at his cock, which hardened with every step he took. By the time he reached her, it was directed up toward his belly.
    Her eyes on his cock, a hungry smile captured her lips. Oh, how he’d like to feel those lips around his dick.
    Forcing her to her knees would show dominance, but there was no chance that he could dominate Deana with his dick in her mouth. There was no way she could be dominated unless she was fully restrained.
    “Before we begin,” Rex said, “I need to be sure you understand—”
    “I understand,” she replied. “You’re in control. You can do whatever you want. I’m ready.” Her gaze dropped back down to his dick.
    “Whatever I want?” He turned her around and pinched her nipples—hard. “Answer me!”
    “Yes,” she said on a hard exhale. “Whatever you want.”
    He parted her legs with his thigh. She was showing all the physical signs of arousal—what woman could possibly walk in that beaded thong without getting wet?—but the fierce chemistry and her defiance were all but gone. Just as well. As long as she wasn’t afraid to ask him to stop.
    He couldn’t risk really hurting her. Did she hate the light spanking as much as she’d claimed? He pushed his leg up, driving the beads into her pussy. “Is that okay?”
    “I don’t want to complain,” she said, grinding on his thigh, “or be accused of directing you, but you’ve completely gone out of character.”
    “I don’t want a repeat of yesterday.”
    “Don’t worry. Please proceed.”
    He turned her so he could see into her eyes. “Remember, any time you want me to decrease the intensity, you say pudding.”
    She made a face. “I picked such silly words.”
    “They’re only