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My body thrums like a live wire, and I know, I won’t get a moment’s peace like this. Not until I find some kind of relief.
He’s just down the hallway… A tempting voice whispers in my mind. But I clench my jaw and hike up my skirt instead.
I won’t beg him, the way he wants. I won’t give him that satisfaction.
But what I do in the privacy of this room...? Well, he doesn’t have to know.
I close my eyes, reaching inside my panties to play with my clit. I imagine myself on my knees in front of Nero, just like he told me. His hands roughly grasping my hair. His cock pushing deep into my mouth.
My breath quickens. My fingers rub faster. Fuck. In my mind, he’s controlling my pace. Pumping in and out, until I’m gasping, and he’s close to the edge. But he doesn’t finish there, no, he drags me up, and throws me face down on the bed, caging my body, as he yanks my hips up and sinks inside me from behind.
I roll over, burying my face in the pillows as I imagine him bucking into me. Fingers digging into my thighs, the sharp snap of his hips as he sets a punishing rhythm. I sink a finger inside myself, and then another, but it’s nowhere near enough. I whimper in frustration, bucking against my hand.
I need him, thick inside me. Filling me up.
My breathing grows heavy, and I bite my lip to hold in a moan. I don’t want Nero to hear. If he knows what I’m doing, he’ll know he got under my skin.
I can’t give him that victory over me.
But damn, a part of me wants him to know. A part of me wants him to come into the room and ravage me.
Drag me over the edge of pleasure, the way only he knows how.
I move my fingers faster and faster, my palm pressed against my clit, providing just enough friction to send electric waves of pleasure through me. It’s a pale imitation of Nero’s electrical charge, but fuck, it gets me there, just. I come in a ripple, my back arching and my heart beating wildly against my ribcage.
I slump down, spent—but not feeling any of the relief I was craving. Because my own hands can’t ever compare to what he does to me. Hell, the best sex toys in the world couldn’t measure up.
And then the sound of slow applause comes from across the room.
I sit up, whirling around—to see Nero standing there in the now-open doorway. Clapping me. Mocking.
“That was quite a show, Princess,” he smirks. “Now, are you nice and warmed up for the real deal?”
Humiliation flushes, hot in my veins. “Get out!” I scream. I grab the nearest object, and throw it at him. The water glass smashes against the doorway by his head. “Get the hell out!”
“You know where to find me.” Nero backs up, and shuts the door behind him, but his laughter echoes all the way down the hall.
I jump up and lock the door behind him this time. But I know, it’s not to keep him out.
It’s to stop me from looking for him.
