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“Duchess?”
Tino’s tone contains a warning, and I lift my gaze to his.
“Tonight,” he says, “it’s you and me. I don’t know where you went just then, but you need to focus on me. Got it?”
He picks his belt up and snaps it against his thigh. The crack vibrates through the air.
I glance back at the door. “Did I lock the door?”
He frowns. “Yes, you did.”
“Are you sure?”
Would Paxton break in with Tino here? I try to picture the two men, face to face. Tino has a little height, plus youth, on his side, but Paxton has experience. The professor has something else as well—the taste for revenge. If I thought he was angry that night he tried to rape me, I don’t even want to imagine the kind of things he’d do to me now.
My mind takes me back to that moment when he’d been pushing himself between my thighs and I’d reached out blindly, grabbing whatever I could to make him stop.
“Hey,” Tino’s voice breaks through to me again, “Duchess. What’s going on?”
I shake my head and reach for him. “It’s nothing. I’m okay.”
A picture of Paxton rolling off me, the pen sticking out of his neck, crowds my mind. I shake my head, wanting to be free of it. I’d rather let Tino take control of my thoughts than relive the horror of that moment.
“I’m not done punishing you yet,” Valentino growls.
Inside my head is one hell of a messy place right now, and I need him to push my tormentors out. Part of me welcomes whatever Tino gives me because, in doing so, he’s saving me from myself. Whether he knows it or not.
I try to remind myself that Tino is no hero. He’s the man who filmed us together and then shared it with his friends without my consent. He filmed my mom’s confession and then showed it in public to humiliate me. But maybe I should thank him for that. At least now I know. I’d prefer to have my eyes opened to everything than be wandering around in the dark. I know what kind of people I’m dealing with now.
I need to be tougher. Harder. Stronger. If I bend, these people will break me.
Locking eyes with Tino, I straighten my shoulders. “Give it to me, then.”
His dark eyes flash, and his hands go to my pants, yanking them straight down and taking my panties with them. I kick them away, and he spins me around so I’m facing the bed.
“Palms flat on the mattress, Duchess. You’re going to count these for me.”
I remember my promise to myself to be tougher. I’ve stabbed a man before. I can take whatever Tino wants to dish out.
I place my hands where he wants them.
“Stick that ass out for me,” he commands. “Spread those legs.”
I’m bare and exposed, my pussy and ass spread for him to see.
“You gonna arrest me, Tino?” I can’t help but tease, twisting slightly to look over my shoulder at him.
His cock is already at half-mast again. He’s folded the belt in two, and he gently cracks the leather against his palm. “No, but I’d love to put you in cuffs. Unfortunately, I didn’t bring any of those with me, so we’ll have to make do with this.”
He means the belt, and I draw a breath.
He takes his wallet from his pants and pulls out a small sachet of lube.
“Seriously?” I say. “You carry lube with you?”
“Doesn’t everyone?” He gives a slow smile and bites his lower lip. “Now, I’m going to fuck you in the ass with those peachy cheeks striped red from my belt.”
I gulp. Oh, God. What am I getting myself into?
