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“What!” | shriek, shocked, a noise that makes Kentugh.
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“Kent!” | hiss in a whisper, remembering that this is apparently a secret and that | should be quiet, “put me down! | need my
pants!”
“No, you don’t,” he replies,ughing a little with derision as he climbs. “Those ugly shorts — where did you get those anyway?”
“They''refortable!” | protest.
Kent shocks me then by delivering a punishing little smack on my ass, making me yelp. Heughs again and | can feel his head
moving against my hip, shaking from side to side in frustration. “All the resources in the world,” he mutters, “and you order
polyester pajamas — honestly Fay-”
“They''re cute!” | retort, shocked and a little offended as he continues to carry me up the steps slung over his shoulder like a sack
of potatoes.
“They''re horrible,” he mutters, pushing open a door and passing through it. As Kent turns to close the door behind him, | look
around and am mildly surprised to see that we''re in his bedroom. “I’m going to put those clothes in the incinerator first thing in
the morning,” Kent informs me, pulling me off his
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shoulder and lowering me down to my ce in his bed.
“Rude,” | retort,ying back against Kent’s pillows and narrowing my eyes at him. A little smile grows on my face when | see him
pause, looking over my naked body. “If you burn my clothes, what will | wear?”
“Nothing,” he drawls, sliding his hands into his pockets and looking hungrily down at me. “Ever again, if | have anything to say
about it.”
Iugh, then, and am pleased when | see him smile. “I''ll get cold,” | protest, giving a little pout.
“We''ll wrap you up,” he retorts, bending down to pull back theforter and sheets and tuck me into them, his hands lingering
unnecessarily long on my ass as he does. Then, that done, Kent picks a book up from the nightstand my nightstand, apparently,
and a book | didn’t ce there and tosses it to me to keep me upied while he turns and heads to the closet.
As Kent pulls the closet door open and disappears inside, | cock my head, considering...does Kent Lippert have pajamas?
What do they look like?
Biting my lip in anticipation of finding out, | look down at the book, a well-loved hardcover with a gilt title that reads Control and
Maniption. | flip it open, wondering if Kent just tossed me the first book he found to keep me upied, or if he picked this for
me...
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| look up, distracted, when Kentes out of the closet again wearing nothing but his underwear. | can’t help the way my eyes
follow him as he crosses the room, as | admire his well-muscled form, his eight-pack abs, his strong legs and his round ass.
I''m still watching him, unable to tear my eyes away, as he moves to his side of the bed, picking up his rm clock. “Kent?” | ask
quietly.
“Hmm?” he replies, only paying half attention to me as he sets his rm.
“When do you work out? And like...where?”
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Kent smirks and shakes his head, finishing with the clock and cing it on his bedside table before he sits on the bed, sliding
close to me.
“Why?” he asks, putting an arm around my shoulders and
tugging me close. “Are you going to start working out with me?
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Want me to put you through your paces, Fay?”