Page 42 of Dare To Love Me


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“You can have your tablet, but you will have no internet connection. I haven’t had your phone mirrored to mine yet…”

“Mirrored?”

“Your phone will be connected to mine. Every call you make, every text message, every search, I will see it all on my phone.”

Her mouth dropped open with incredulity.

“As for the men,” I continued, watching pure rage build behind her eyes. “They will stick to you like glue until further notice. I will be at the club tonight, there will be someone outside your door all night. It’s just until everyone feels comfortable enough to trust you.”

Her face heated. “Fuck that!” she blurted. “I have done nothing to deserve that. I haven’t tried to run or contact anyone.”

“Be very careful Becka,” I warned, my voice low and tight. Being ridiculed for rules that were out of my hands was something I would not stand for. “It’s out of my hands, even if I didn’t agree with it.”

“So you do agree with it?”

“Yes. I have to trust you. Which is unlikely to happen for a while.”

She let out an animalistic growl. “Eat shit! Leave it to a gangster to be the most distrusting mega dick! Why don’t you just slap some shackles on me and chain me in my room!”

“Hey!” I roared back. “Watch your mouth.” The precautions taken to cut off any chance of her betrayal were necessary. Something told me she knew that fact but was having a hard time accepting it. If I was in her position, I would too.

Becka’s plate came sliding across the counter at me. I had just enough time to jump out of the way and watch it break into a million pieces as it hit the floor. Then she was stomping out the door.

“Becka, don’t walk away from me!” I yelled as I charged after her, my temper boiling over.

She was completely out of line with her childish move. No one disrespected me or my house like that. I wasn’t going to hurt her, not in that way, but I couldn’t let her get away with it any longer. She could use a good spanking. Becka had to learn there was indeed consequences, like I warned her.

I caught up to Becka in the foyer, grabbed her arm and swung her around to face me.

The slap didn’t take me by surprise, but how much it stung did. The woman knew how to cause pain. It tossed my head sideways. I readjusted my grip and spun her, pressing her back to my front. Using my arms to constrict her in an iron grip as her arms became useless.

“Let me go!”

Holding her tight against my body, I waited for her to tire or give up. From her tone I could tell she was thinking the worst and I hated scaring her, but I couldn’t let her go yet. If I gave her an inch I had no doubt she would find a way to inflict more pain. There was also the fact that she felt incredibly good pressed against me. My dick twitched as the smell of her coconut shampoo filled my nose.

“I will never hurt you like that Becka,” I whispered in her ear. “But don’t ever do that again.” My voice was like tires crushing gravel. “This is your final warning.” I couldn’t stop myself from giving her another warning. The idea of spanking her in anger had my stomach crawling. I’ve fucking gone soft.

Her breathing came in harsh pants, while she gave in and stilled. As she settled I felt her body lightly press back into mine, searching for more connection. Her head fell back into my shoulder. Then, like she realized what she was doing, swished her hair to the side to glare at me. “And what would you do?”

I met her deep green eyes, the orange around her pupils, glowing. “Like I said before, I will punish you.”

“How?” It came out as a whisper as her whole body shivered.

My right hand slid down to her ass and began to rub it. “I’ll strip your fine ass bare and spank you until your cheeks are red and burning.” I paused, leaning forward until our lips almost touched. “Then I will caress and kiss every inch of them until all the stinging disappears and you are begging for more of me. And when you do, I will dominate your body and fuck the sass right out of you.”

She turned away giving me a face full of her silky hair, but I hadn’t missed the tremble in her body or how her thighs ground together against me. She was now lax in my arms, breathing hard. A satisfied grin pulled at my lips.

“Let me go Luca,” she said, with a touch of frustration behind it.

My arms slowly loosened and she shot out of them like a caged animal being released back into the wild. She hurried across the room and up the stairs without looking back.

The erection in my pants was in full on beast mode, and I had the most painful case of blue-balls of my life. For never having to wait or be denied sex before, I felt like I was loosing my mind. Becka got under my skin like no woman had done before. The need to be deep inside her was almost unbearable.

I raked my hands through my hair in frustration, because I knew it wasn’t just the need for sex; this was something more.

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