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Now, we've made promises. Signed on the dotted line.
Now, if I defy him, he might use his power to crush me.
The knot inside me tightens.
He's barely touching me, and I'm already so close. So desperately near the edge.
He knows me, knows how to toy with me.
But I know him too.
"Please." Through the mirror, I make eye contact. "Please, sir, make me come."
His pupils dilate. His grip around my throat tightens. Enough I gasp.
Then his first two fingers are on my clit and I can only groan.
Fuck.
He doesn't tease. Doesn't toy. Doesn't explore me the way he once did.
He finds the spot where I need him and draws slow circles on my tender flesh.
Again and again.
Winding me tighter and tighter.
It's too much. My eyes close. I remind myself to open them. Watch him draw those slow circles. Watch him scrape his teeth against my neck.
Watch him hold me in place. By the throat. The most vulnerable part of my body, completely at his mercy.
And it feels so fucking good.
A groan falls from my lips. Then another.
He rubs me harder.
Harder.
There.
"Ty," I breathe his name. "Fuck."
Those same slow circles. Again and again.
Then he sinks his teeth into my neck and I go over the edge. The tension in my core unspools, sending pleasure to my fingers and toes.
Bliss overwhelms me. My world goes white. Then it's that perfect, soft blue. The New York City night sky. Warm and pure and perfect.
Ty rubs me through my orgasm. Then he releases me. Undoes the binding on my wrists. Helps me into my dress.
Not the panties. He leaves those on the floor.
I return to my senses slowly. The music is still going. The car isn't moving.
We're in front of my apartment.
How long have we been here? When did we stop?
I don't know. I don't care.
I'm still buzzing.
"This is you." He picks up my purse. Pulls the door open. "Should I walk you up?" He raises a brow. Or will there be too many questions?
I'm not sure. But I'm barely coherent. I'm not ready to explain this to my sister. Not the truth. And not a lie. "Next time."
"No." He presses his lips to mine. "Next time, you're coming home with me."
Chapter Fifteen
Indigo
Sienna shakes her head as I step inside. She points to the clock. "Not even midnight."
"Thank you for the concern." It's true. It's not quite tomorrow, but it's late, and—"It's a school night. Go to bed."
She pouts.
"I know, I know. I'm not Mom. You don't have to do what I say."
She frowns in that teenage way of hers. How did you know what I was going to say?
"You're right. You don't. But I don't have to tell you about my date with Mr. London either."
"I saw the limo. And the jumpsuit." She stands, picks up her cell, turns the screen to mine. It's there, the bright pink jumpsuit on the designer's website, along with the four-figure price tag. "He's really rich, huh?"
"Yeah."
"Put a ring on it, okay."
"There's more to life than money."
"Yeah. Soccer and hot sex. And you obviously have the latter covered."
My cheeks flush.
"You two fucked. I knew it!" She giggles and she crosses the room. "I'm proud of you."
"Oh my god."
"It was good, yeah?" She releases me. Takes in my expression with a smile. "Yeah. It was."
"Bed. Now."
"Is that what you said to him?"
"Now."
"Or maybe it's what he said to you?"
Fuck. My blush deepens.
It must be obvious, because her face lights up. She claps. Mouths nailed it as she fist-pumps. "I'm proud of you, kid. Keep on… coming."
I try to adopt a maternal stance, but I don't have it in me.
I want to tell her. I want to feel like her older sister and not her mother.
Like before Dad died and I had to take over most of that role.
Before Mom died and I had to take over all of it.
"I will go to bed." Sienna takes another step backward. "But you should know one thing, Indie."
"That you love me?"
"Yeah. And you're already starting to bruise." She winks, turns on her heel, moves to her bedroom. She calls, "good night, sleep tight, don't let the rich guys bite," from her closed door.
This time, I let my blush win. Let the alcohol dissolve my inhibitions. Let my head fill with beautiful mental images of me and Ty.
Tonight.
Three years ago.
All the possibilities of the future.
It might be hell, falling in love with him, trying to unlock the safe around his heart.
But the sex…
That part is heaven.
For the first time in forever, I sleep soundly. No nightmares of Sienna moving to Florida for a full ride. No dreams of overdue electric bills.
Only the hardness of Ty's body, the warmth of his skin, the smell of his cologne.
I wake at peace. Comfortable.
Surprised by gifts in the living room.
Sienna brought them in before she went to school. There's a note from her.
