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I gave her a nasty smirk. “You’d know that if you’d bothered to come and visit.”Fuck. Why’d I say that? The last thing I wanted was for Eve to know how she’d ripped my heart out when she’d ignored me and my recovery.

She swallowed, her hands tensing into little fists on her lap. “I did come to see you.”

My mood slid even further. “Stop right there, Cinderella, before you piss me off.”

“But I did. I came to the hospital to see you…but Colette told me they took you to New York for treatment.”

Colette?Curiosity prickled at me. Lying about where I was, was something Colette would do, without a doubt, but that had hardly been the only way Eve could have contacted me. Before I let myself feel relieved that Eve might have attempted to come and see me after all, I reminded myself that she could have called.

The hard truth was, if she’d wanted to see me, to check on me, she could have found a way.

I stood, suddenly restless. “This is a pointless conversation. Nothing you say will make anything you did better – nothing you say can help you escape your punishment.”

She scoffed and rolled her eyes, sending a jolt of angry lust to my cock. Fuck, I wanted to leave handprints on her round ass so bad.

“You and your punishments. I’m starting to think you’re all talk,Anderson,” she goaded in a tone designed to push all my buttons.

Eve wanted to play. It would be rude not to indulge her. She got up and squared off with me, pressing her chest against mine, just like on the dance floor. It had been difficult to think standing that close, with the music beating all around us. The room had fallen away, the crowd had been meaningless…everything had disappeared except for her.

“Is that right?” I murmured, gripping her hips in a firm hold she couldn’t escape from. I brushed her temple with my lips. “You’re really asking me to prove you wrong, aren’t you? You don’t have to be a brat…just ask, Evie, and I’ll put you on your knees.”

She let out a short incredulous laugh, but there was heat in her eyes that belied her nonchalance. She might hate me, be pissed off at me, she might not even care if I lived or died, but she was also curious. There was heat between us that wasn’t anything ordinary. Electricity that was rare…once in a lifetime, maybe. Eve could feel it. She wanted it.

“Do your worst,” Eve murmured. She wetted her lips, her eyes large and pupils blown.

It was gratifying to see that I affected her just as much as she affected me. And I couldn’t deny that she did. Hers was still the only touch I could stand. The only touch I craved. Why should I deny myself that?

I shouldn’t.

I wouldn’t.

“As you wish,” I murmured, before lifting her by the hips like she weighed next to nothing and tossing her onto her bed.

She landed with a muffled shriek. “What the hell?”

She made to sit up, anger flashing at me from that chocolate gaze, but I was already on her.

I straddled her hips easily and grabbed her crop top. She’d changed for the party, into low-slung jeans with a belly shirt that I’d seriously considered making her change out of before we’d left the house, but hadn’t been able to, thanks to our friends’ presence.

Now, I put my hands at the hem of the indecent top and ripped it clean up the middle. Eve’s mouth dropped open in an ‘O’ of shock.

“You asshole! I can’t believe you just did that.”

“Believe it, and while you live here with me, you won’t go out in any top that shows your goddamn underboob.”

She was wearing one of those fleshy, sheer lace bras that left nothing to the imagination. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of her perfect tits encased in the provocative garment.

She shook her head. “It did not.”

“It did, too. I already knew what kind of bra you were wearing before seeing it…your fucking shirt was missing a whole section,” I murmured to her, closing my hand over her left tit, pushed up for my touch by the bra.

“You shouldn’t have been looking.”

“Cinderella, when it comes to you, I can’t look away…from now on.” I moved to the front clasp of the bra. It was a perfect piece of lingerie. I’d buy her more of these. Pretty as a picture and easily taken off.Ideal. The clasp opened, and her tits popped out with a bounce, like they were sick and tired of being tied up and longed to be free. Her nipples were already hard little points, begging to be devoured.

“From now on?” Eve repeated. Her voice was deeper, tinged by the unbearable desire raging between us. She hadn’t moved to cover her breasts from my eyes. She wanted to let me see them.

“From now on, just assume I’m watching, Tiny.” Then I leaned in and sucked her nipple into my mouth.

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