Page 80 of The Code of You

Imperfect? Shame burned in my cheeks. Even now, while I had his cock in my mouth, he was critiquing me as if I were faulty code he needed to debug. Anger mixed with the humiliation. I started to pull back, but his hand in my hair held me in place.

"But your surrender . . . the way you give yourself to me . . . fuck . . .” A moan escaped him. "This is perfect.”

The reversal confused me. Was that a compliment? Another manipulation? I despised how much I wanted his approval, even now, on my knees. His hips moved forward slowly, testing my limits. I gagged slightly, but he pulled back immediately. The way he paid attention to my reactions while dominating me was disturbingly intimate.

"Look up at me,” he commanded.

I raised my gaze. His eyes burned with an intensity that wasn’t human. In this moment, I was completely his. And he knew it.

"My good girl,” he murmured. "My perfect little menace.”

He lost his rhythm. Three short thrusts, then he pushed his cock all the way down my throat. I spasmed around him. Tears shot to my eyes. My hand jerked, wanting to knock. But I didn’t. I wanted to prove I could take every inch of his dick.

"Your heart rate . . .” he gasped, pulling back. "I won’t suffocate you. Not yet.”

I pulled him back to me and took his cock again, my lips stretched wide around his girth. I felt him lose control. This control freak who calculated every breath . . . The power that I had in this moment was intoxicating.

"Pandora . . .” My name came out as a moan. "I’m going to come . . .”

He tried to pull back. I held him deep in my throat. If I was already on my knees, I would see it through. His eyes widened in surprise, then pure pleasure.

"You want it,” he gasped. "You want all of me.”

He was right. In that moment I wanted him completely. His weakness as much as his strength.

"Pandora… fuck,” His body tensed, hot cum shooting straight down my throat. I swallowed every drop greedily. The taste was metallic and addictive.

Afterward he stood still for a moment, his hand still in my hair. He looked at me as if he didn’t quite recognize me. Then he pulled me to my feet with surprising gentleness. My knees ached from the rough wooden floor. Red marks were already forming that would turn into bruises by morning. He studied me, his expression unreadable. Then he raised his hand and wiped his thumb across my swollen lips.

"You didn’t knock,” he said. "Even though you were close.”

I said nothing. What was there to say? That I’d wanted to prove how strong I was? That I’d wanted to break his control? That in that moment I had wanted everything from him—even if it had destroyed me?

"Stupid girl,” he murmured, but it came out almost tender. "You could have choked.”

"But I didn’t.”

"No.” He pulled me against him, his heat wrapping around me. "But only because I know you better than you know yourself. I felt your limits without your signal.”

The arrogance in his voice should have made me furious. Instead, I leaned against him, exhausted. The intensity of the last minutes had hollowed me out. Neo closed his zipper and helped me back into my underwear, his touch strangely careful. He looked at me with that devious smile that made my stomach twist.

"Now another part of your soul belongs to me,” he murmured. "Soon I’ll possess you completely.”

His words moved down my spine like a cold caress. So certain of his victory. So contemptible. I curled my hands into fists. Something seethed in my core.

"Keep dreaming,” I hissed.

His smile widened. "You know perfectly well this isn’t a dream. It is your new reality. And you can’t esca—”

He stopped. Something had shifted. He went completely still as if someone had put the air around him on hold. Was he seeing something? Hearing something?

My pulse quickened. I straightened. "What is it?”

His gaze was fixed on a point beyond the wall. He was tracking something I couldn’t see.

"Someone is here.”

Chapter 21