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But his distrust stings. After everything we’ve been through… My anger makes me reply archly, “What if I am?”
“Knock it off, Lily,” he snarls. “It’s not funny.”
“Who says I’m kidding?” I retort, settling back in my seat. If he wants to make ridiculous accusations, he’ll need to live with the consequences. “I’ve been cooped up in that house with you far too much, but that doesn’t mean I can’t take a lover. Someone who can worship my body the way I deserve.”
Nero doesn’t reply, but his hands tighten on the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white.
“I’m sure he could make me feel special, making me come over and over again,” I muse, enjoying this now. “And maybe I would pick someone at school, it would be so convenient, don’t you think? We could do it right there in the classroom after everyone else has left. I’d let him bend me over the desk and—”
“Enough!” Nero roars.
I fall silent, quietly satisfied with the idea that I’ve pushed him to the edge. I’m playing with fire here, I know. After all, if he said these things about another woman, taunted me with the idea of him cheating…?
I don’t know what I’d do. But it wouldn’t be pretty.
We ride back home in silence, electricity crackling in the air between us, slowly igniting the heat in my veins.
He’s jealous. Good. He’s angry at the idea of me with another man. Even better. Maybe it’s fucked up, but I want him to think about the idea of losing me. He hasn’t taken the idea seriously yet, assuming he can keep me locked down. That this ring on my finger somehow will keep me here no matter what.
Would he even care if I left?
It doesn’t make any sense, but I desperately want the answer to be ‘yes,’ which is why, when we pull up at the house, I take my time getting out of the car, and walk to the front door slowly, swaying my hips. I throw a glance over my shoulder.
Nero’s face is stormy. My pulse kicks.
“Get in the house, Princess,” he says in a low voice.
I shiver, anticipation blooming low in my belly. Nero is sexy as hell any day of the week, but when he’s looking at me like that, like he wants to burn the whole world down just to get to me?
I can’t resist it. I never have.
The minute we’re inside, Nero picks me up, and throws me over his shoulder, striding through to the living room.
“Put me down!” I yelp, upside down. “Nero!”
“If you’re going to act like a brat, I’ll damn well treat you like one.”
Nero dumps me unceremoniously on the couch and pulls me across his lap. I’m still breathless with surprise, face down in the cushions, when he yanks my dress up over my ass. He grabs my panties and there’s a ripping sound in the air as the delicate lace fabric gives way.
Then he lands a stinging smack on my bare ass.
I yelp again, jolting forward with surprise at the impact.
“This is what you get for taunting me in the car,” he growls, delivering a second smack. “For even imagining yourself with another man.”
I wriggle. “You don’t own me,” I throw back at him, furious and turned on now, all at the same time.
Nero’s eyes are blazing. One hand is rough, tangled in my hair, holding me down as the other lands a fresh spank against the sensitive skin of my bare ass.
“No, I don’t,” he growls, sounding tormented. “But you own me. Dammit, Lily, why do you have to make this so damn hard?”
He smacks me again, and I can feel him hard, alright. Bulging against me, a temptation I don’t want to ignore.
It’s been hell, resisting him these past few days. All I want is him inside me, the precious moments where the world disappears, and it’s only our bodies that matter, coming together in our explosive dance.
It’s the only time the doubts and questions fade. The only time everything makes sense.
When I belong to him.
