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“Amelia, don’t talk stupid shit. I don’t remember ever wanting a woman as hard as I want you.” He leaned in to kiss my neck. “I’m not angry. You piss me off, that’s true. I expect you to do what I say and you keep pushing my buttons by trying to turn me down. You’re a submissive, Amelia, it’s natural to you. Why fight it?”
I looked at him with my mouth opened and then swallowed hard.
“I’m not…no. You want me to be, but I’m not. I had a hard life, Hunter, and I had to take care of myself. I had tofightfor myself. There’s nothing submissive in that.”
“That’s why you are submissive, my brave kitten. You took care of yourself long enough and now you want me to take care of you. Trust me to take care of you.”
I took a deep breath, shaken to the core by his words. No one ever took care of me. The only time someone said they’d do it, I was burned. Burned to a fucking crisp.
“I don’t need you to take care of me.”
“I know you don’t need it, Amelia, but I want to do it. I want you to let go. You said you had a hard life, I’m telling you that mine was worse, but we’re not going to talk about it.” I highly doubted, but I wasn’t going to compare trauma with Hunter Knox. “Can you trust that I can have you without breaking you?”
“I don’t know.” It was my honest truth.
Suddenly, the car felt too small for this big conversation. I tried trusting and it didn’t work, and Jackson’s stunt only reminded me that it was never a good idea to get too comfortable around other people.
“We’ll work on that.”
“I still don’t know how to not make you angry, Hunter.”
He laughed and kissed me slowly, settling my fears.
“You don’t get it, baby. Every time you piss me off, I take your attention away to punish you. When you anger me, it only excites me thinking about how I’ll fuck you for hours and use a spanking paddle on your ass.”
“So, umm, you want me to rebel against you?”
“I would prefer if you wouldn’t and I will teach you not to. Do you understand now?”
“I think I do.”
“Ok, kiss me now.”
I put my hands on his shoulders and brought our mouths together. He took charge right away, twisting his tongue around mine. Every time we kissed, his amazing, manly taste made me melt. I could taste just him forever and I’d be happy with that.
“Hunter,” I whispered over his mouth, silently begging for more.
“You keep calling me that. You keep calling me Hunter, Amelia, after I told you not to.”
“I’m sorry. It’s weird for me to not be able to use your name when you’re the man I’m sleeping with.”
“I’m not just the man you’re sleeping with, kitten. I’m the man that owns you. And I prefer to be called Mr. Knox.” It was a command, but at least now the corner of his mouth was raised.
“Ok, Mr. Knox.”
“We’re leaving now.”
“This is the third time you said that.”
“Amelia, shush!” But I couldn’t help my laugh.
~~~
Hunter drove to the Arts District, maneuvering the car with one hand while finding all the ways to touch me with the other. I wasn’t complaining, but I would have preferred for him to stop the car and put both hands on me. We stopped somewhere on California Ave in front of a very large building. It was three or four stories tall and covered in graffiti art. Pretty, but it didn’t look like any of Hunter’s other venues. Knox Entertainment was a luxury brand and I’d seen inside his nightclubs—on the few occasions Poppy dragged me there—this underground theme was not what I expected. A few people were scattered around, but there was no sign of any party.
“Mr. Knox, are we in the right place?”
“Why are you asking?” He was amused.
