Page 29 of Cruel Boy Toy


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He lets loose a low laugh that ripples with danger. “Finally something we can agree on.”

I push my chin up, doing my best to look proud and no-nonsense when I say the next words. “This has to stop. My students are starting to get the wrong idea about the two of us and, no matter what you think about this whole thing with Romano and me, I worked hard to get where I am. It’s not fair for you to destroy me in front of my students just because you happen to disagree with my personal life.”

He looks down at his fist, at the rings that adorn his fingers.

“I take a lot of issue with that statement, Professor,” he says like a killer on the prowl. “First of all, blowing the image you built into pieces is exactly what you deserve, since that image isn’t true.” His eyes shoot up, trapping my gaze. “You’re not the incorruptible, cold, perfect woman you’re projecting. You’re not above sin.”

I step out from behind the lectern and take a few steps toward him. “You know what? I’m done caring about what you think. I’m also done listening to your excuses for fucking up my life. Even if I had an affair with Romano, that’s not for you to judge or punish. I assure you that I have no intention of replacing your mother in any way—”

“Oh, but you’re not having an affair with Romano, are you? You have a different kind of arrangement with him.” He tilts his head to the side with narrow, penetrating eyes.

I keep my shoulders back, doing everything in my power to hold my ground and not step back. It helps that I’m still on the dais, Micah sitting on a chair in front of me, but there’s no resisting the power that comes off of him in waves.

My heart beats wildly. Micah is a puzzle in himself, a mystery that no one has ever solved, which is probably one of the reasons I’m so wildly attracted to him, but this is getting out of hand.

“I couldn’t care less about your opinion of me,” I lie. “But I can’t have you come into my classes and make a fool out of me in front of my students.”

“It’s what you get for breaking our deal, Professor.”

“What are you telling me, that you’re going to do this on a regular basis?”

“This, and more.” A menacing shadow falls over his handsome face. “If I were you, I’d be very careful about what I did next.”

His threat has me fidgeting on my feet. I look to the door, where I’m sure students are hovering, eavesdropping.

“Don’t worry,” Micah says, seemingly reading my mind. “Carlton and Damon came along for a reason. We have all the privacy we need.” Then, darker. “Unless, of course, I decide differently.”

There’s a cruel glint in his eye that tells me things are only going to get worse with every bit of resistance from me. His smile is the cruelest blade, and his attention is the sweetest prison. I try to hide that last part, not only from him, but also from myself.

“Is there anything I can do to dissuade you from demolishing me in front of my students?” I ask calmly, seeing negotiation as my only option. “I won’t have much left going for me otherwise, so I’ll have nothing to lose. Which means you’ll have nothing to keep me compliant with.”

He leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees, those gunpowder eyes arresting as fuck.

“Do you really think anyone would dare defy you, knowing that I have your back?”

God, the velvety tone of his voice. But a second later shame slams into my gut, making me square my shoulders.

“You don’t make it look like you have my back. In fact, you’re stomping all over me.”

His eyes rake down my frame. “Then make sure they know who is boss.”

“I don’t understand,” I mutter.

He cocks an eyebrow.

“You don’t or you won’t?”

The provocation makes it clearer by the second.

“You want us to have sex,” I whisper as the realization hits. “Here. Now. Where everybody would know.”

“I want you to use me for sex, Professor.” His voice is rich, like dripping, molten chocolate. “To punish me for being an asshole to you in front of your students.”

I clench my thighs against the arousal spreading between my legs. “This is what you were getting to all along.”

He flashes a smirk at me, those dimples accentuating his star quality. “It’s the price you pay for getting in touch with Romano when I specifically forbade it.”

Heat creeps up my neck to my face, and I can’t accept how much this scenario turns me on. Him twisting my arm into using him for my pleasure makes something flare in my core that I’ve never felt before.

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