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He stops and turns around. “First, we’re going to make sure that Bel found her way to T’s room. Then we’re going to find a guest room, or a bathroom, or a fucking closet. I really don’t care where, but I’m gonna bury my dick inside your tight little pussy ASAP.”
Well damn, I can’t really argue with that plan, now, can I? Just the thought of having Neo again has my insides quivering. “Okay.” I’m doing my best not to swoon over the fact that he’s checking on my daughter’s welfare before seeking self-gratification.
I’m not sure how to feel about that. When we make it upstairs, we find Izzy sitting on the bed between Theo and Holly. Neo pauses at the doorway. “Bel, can you keep an eye on Uncle T for twenty minutes for me? Doc said he can’t go back to sleep.”
“Twenty minutes? That’s a long time, Neo,” Izzy retorts.
“I’ll make it worth your while. Name your price?”
“Mmm, I want to watchBeauty and the Beasttonight. With popcorn and candy,” Izzy says after a moment of consideration.
“Deal. See you in twenty minutes.”
Neo tugs me away from the doorway and down the hall. He knows this house, and although I’ve studied the floor plan enough to have it memorized, I don’t know it quite as well as he does. He stops at a door, tugs it open, and pulls me in, before spinning me around and picking me up. My legs wrap around his waist, and my back presses up against a wall. Neo kicks the door closed with his foot the same moment our lips find each other.
“Mmm, fuck, I’ve been thinking about this all day.”
“You’ve been thinking about kissing me all day?” I ask.
“I’ve been thinking aboutfuckingyou all day. About imprinting the shape of my dick inside your pussy.”
“Okay, less talking, more doing that.”
I’m carried over to the bed, then I’m flying through the air before I’m landing in the middle of the mattress. My towel falls off in the process and I’m left in my little yellow bikini with a very hungry-looking Neo staring down at me.
“Fuck me, Angel. Do you have any idea what you do to me?”
I feel like that’s a rhetorical question, so I don’t answer him. Instead, I arch my back, reaching underneath, and pull the strings to my top until they unravel. I lift the small bit of fabric over my head and throw it at him.
He catches the bright-yellow projectile in one hand. “I fucking hate and love this thing. But these strings are about to find a new use.”
My brows furrow. What is he talking about?
“Hold out your wrists,” Neo says.
Wait… he wants to tie my arms up. It goes against everything I know—everything I’m trained to believe—to allow him to do that. But the thought of being at his mercy makes me so damn horny.
Neo kneels on the bed between my thighs. “Angel, you trusted me enough to hold a knife to your skin last night, to cut you just enough to cause pain but not enough to cause too much damage. Hold out your wrists.” His fingertips run over the small cut on my breast as he reminds me of our prior escapade.
I do as he says, because if he can make me feel even half as good as he did last night, I have absolutely nothing to lose and everything to gain. “Just so you know, I don’t need my hands to kill you,” I warn him as he removes the string from the two triangles of my bikini top.
“I don’t doubt that, Angel. But you’re not going to kill me.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Because no one else can make you come like I do.” He smirks as he pulls the knot tight around my wrists. My breath hitches. He’s right. No one has ever made me come like he has. I’m not about to admit that, though, not ever. Neo pins my hands above my head. “Leave them there,” he instructs, looking down at me. “So fucking perfect. Your skin is fucking perfect.” His fingertips leave a trail of goosebumps down the middle of my body. “Did you mean it?”
“What?” I ask, having no idea what he’s talking about.
“That you’d let me fuck you covered in the blood of our enemies?”
“Yes.” It’s twisted, but holy fuck, does that thought turn me on.
“Good, because when you uncover who the fucking rat bastard is in this family, we’re going to do just that.” He pinches my right nipple. To the point of pain. My body arches up towards him.
“Oh God.” The pleasure momentarily distracts me. Then, like a bucket of cold water has been thrown over us, his words sink in. He knows there’s a rat. “What do you know about my brother’s little rat problem?”
“Only that there is one. Someone was giving The Clover intel, and I know you already knew that. And I know you’ve been asking around, trying to extract info from anyone willing to talk.”
