Page 59 of Locked in Wonderland

I lay there, breathing hard, staring up at him.

“Careful, Lysander,” he said. “You might hurt my feelings.”

The brief struggle had caused a lock of dark hair to fall across his brow. I had the absurd notion that if I could, I would have brushed it back. “I suspect your ego is robust enough to survive.”

For a split second, the ghost of a smile appeared at the corner of Nico’s mouth before he suppressed it. “You’re probably right.”

He leaned closer. Close enough that the intention to kiss me was unmistakable. I could see it in his eyes and feel it in the charged space between us.

I attempted to pull free, but his grip didn’t budge.

“Oh,” Nico said softly. “We’re playing that game, are we?”

“What game?” My voice sounded strange to my own ears, rougher than usual.

“The game where you pretend it’s okay because I’m forcing you.”

“That’s not—I’m not—I don’t know what you mean.”

“Liar!”

He studied me for a long moment. Then, very deliberately, he released my wrists.

My fingers flexed against the pillow. But I didn’t move, my arms suddenly feeling like lead weights.

“Ball’s in your court,” Nico said, the challenge clear in his voice.

His eyes were so damn blue. Like a tropical sea. I could drown in them if I wasn’t careful. The grip of his thighs had loosened too. It would take only a single movement to throw him off me.

So why couldn’t I do it?

It felt as though some demon had possessed my body. One that wanted to be nowhere else except trapped beneath Nico.

The previous night played like a series of still images in my head. I might have been drugged, but it hadn’t affected my memory.

Nico sucking my cock.

Me sucking his.

The overhead view of his perfectly muscled arse as he pounded into me.

On my knees.

On all fours.

Straddling him.

His expression when he came.

My expression, the mirrors offering no respite from seeing it.

The kissing.

So much kissing.

His tongue exploring every inch of me.

The memories alone were enough to make me hard. How was that even possible after everything that had happened only a few hours earlier?