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I moan, legs shaking.
“I remember,” Nero growls. “I remember how you like it. Right here, baby. Just like that.”
He rubs me through the silk, agonizingly slow. I writhe, trying to press against his touch, but he keeps me pinned in place, tongue trailing over my sensitive neck as he slowly circles my clit through the damp fabric.
“Fuck,” he groans against my skin. “So fucking wet. I bet you’ve been dripping since dinner. Yeah, I saw it written all over your face, the way you wriggled in your seat.”
“You were hard, too,” I gasp, head thrown back in pleasure. “Don’t think I didn’t know.”
Nero growls angrily, tugging my panties aside and sinking two fingers inside me so fast, I cry out at the thick, sweet intrusion.
Oh my god!
He pumps into me, thrusting deep, and I cry again, my voice echoing in the dark room. Fuck, it feels so good. I can’t think, I can’t breathe, all that matters is what he’s doing to me right now.
“You like that, Princess?” he demands, his voice gruff in my ear.
I whimper, clenching around his fingers, grinding against his palm.
“I thought so.” Nero pumps faster. “Look at you, taking my fingers like a greedy girl. Not too good for me now, are you? It must kill you to know that a man like me can make you feel so fucking good.”
He’s right, and it only makes this hotter: shame and lust and loathing rising in my body, driving me to the edge. He angles his fingers, pausing to rub my inner walls, seeking, searching for—
“Nero!” I cry, pleasure slamming through me. “Fuck! Right there!”
I raise up on my tiptoes, chasing the rush. But his fingers still.
“Beg for it.”
My eyes snap open. Nero is watching me, jaw set.
“I…”
“Beg for it, Princess.” His eyes are dark, fixed on mine. “I’ll give it to you, baby. You know I’ll take you all the way. But if you want to come, I need to hear that pretty mouth of yours beg for what you need.”
He strokes again, just once, and I whimper. So close to release. So damn close…
Fuck. I’m too far gone to stop now.
“Please!” I cry, hating myself and thrilling in the surrender all at the same time. “Please, Nero! I need you!”
His eyes flash with victory, and then his fingers are working their magic again: Rubbing deep and swift inside me as his palm grinds my clit and makes me see stars.
My orgasm slams through me, and I come apart with a scream, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I revel in the most epic orgasm I can remember.
Holy shit.
I sag back against the wall, reeling. I’m dazed, gasping for air when I realize that Nero has torn away from me. I catch a glimpse of sheer loathing on his face as he turns and heads for the door. Then it slams behind him, and I’m left alone.
My legs give way, and I collapse to the floor, my body still humming with pleasure. But my mind? It’s already full of doubts. It’s clear Nero regrets everything that just happened. That he still hates me.
The worst part is, even knowing that—even knowing him—I want more.
