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He spanks me again, and a moan slips from my lips. My desire is skyrocketing with every punishing stroke. I shouldn’t like this. But fuck, I do. I’m sure my ass is red right now, and I wonder if Nero is enjoying this as much as I am.
I wriggle on his lap, deliberately, and hear a groan sound.
Good.
I arch back, presenting my ass this time. “Go on,” I demand breathlessly. “Punish me if you want. But we both know, you wouldn’t want me any other way. You love it when I push back,” I say, twisting to meeting his eyes behind my shoulder. “I’m the only one who fights you. The only one who won’t bow down to the big bad Nero Barretti.”
Nero groans again, ragged. “Lily…”
Just when I think he’s going to land another blow on my ass, he brings his hand lower, slipping it through my slick folds. My legs are already parted, my body silently begging for him to give me what I need.
“You’re right, Princess,” Nero’s voice is tortured. “Fuck, you’re always right.”
His fingers find my entrance, and he slowly thrusts two inside me. My hands tighten into fists on the couch as he starts to pump them in and out of my wet entrance. “I’m addicted to you, baby,” he growls. “To this tight pussy, fuck, the way you clench it for me, like a goddamn vice.”
I moan again, pressing back against his hand. Needing him deeper. God, I can feel myself barreling toward my climax, the real release that’s been eluding me for days.
But Nero senses it coming too, and pulls away. He lifts me off his lap, and stands, leaving me gasping there on the couch with my skirt rucked up around my waist.
“What…?” I gasp, still aching. “Nero, please…”
He looks down at me, and I see his expression change. The control shifting back over his features, until he’s in charge, all over again. “Not so fun, when you’re the one left hanging, is it?” he asks with a smirk.
I let out a noise of frustration, realizing this is payback for the way I walked out on him the other night, and left him hard and horny for me. My hand moves between my thighs to chase the glimpse of pleasure.
“No.” Nero’s voice is steely, stopping me in my tracks. “This time, you’re going to be the one who waits.” His smile turns teasing, full of power—and revenge. “I’m taking you to dinner, just like this. Wet and panting for me. So you can feel my handprint with every step, and remember, I’ll always give you what you deserve… Whether you like it or not.”
