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Zeno tossed me onto the bed and my body bounced.
The gasp died in my throat when I took in the hot look in his eyes.
He stood by the foot of my bed, undoing his tie with one hand and spreading my knees wide for him with the other. “Feel that?” He jerked my hand over his tented bulge. “This is your fault, therefore you need to take care of it.” He shoved my skirt higher and cupped my pussy. “I want you naked, Principal Hill. Do as I say or I won’t let you out of detention so easily.”
This was so wrong, but it felt so right.
Unable to deny him, I removed my white blouse and beige bra. There was no room for insecurity. Zeno had already seen every imperfection and he was still rock-hard, days after our last encounter.
His eyes darkened, staring at my naked torso.
My breathing deepened as I watched him enjoy the sight of me. There was something empowering in being the object of lust for someone of such high calibre. I knew how much power I held over him when Zeno ripped off his suit jacket with an angry flare.
Like he was nothing but a slave to this connection between us.
Those deft fingers undid the top three buttons of his dress shirt and I was hit with a thought.
“What’s your real name?” I returned the same question he’d asked me at Chaleur.
The muscle in his cheek jumped as he rolled his sleeves over his forearm, exposing tattooed skin.
“De la Croix,” he rasped with the quality of an arrogant, rich man who had the world poised at his fingertips. “Zeno Gianni De la Croix. But you can call me Master,mon ange.”
“Zeno Gianni De la Croix,” I whispered his full name and he stared at my mouth, slightly awestruck. “I like it.”
I loved the way it fluttered past my lips, like an incantation used to conjure your heart’s deepest, darkest desire. A name meant to be chanted when he was inside of you, molding your insides to his shape, ruining you for every other man in existence.
Zeno’s strong palms travelled the length of my inner thighs. “I love how incredibly soft you are.”
His fingers probed my slit, over the lace of my panties.
I shamelessly rocked into his hand, leaning back on my elbows and digging my feet into the mattress. “I want you.”
His hands voyaged over my torso, touching every inch of my skin in a revered manner. He plucked my nipples and I stifled a moan, goosebumps rising to the surface. “I want you too. But I will not be fucking you right now.”
“Excuse me?” Wasn’t the whole point of coming into my room to have sex?
He loosened my chignon until my hair fell in black waves down my back and massaged my scalp. “Your first time should be more special than a quick fuck in your bedroom after a long day of work. You deserve to be worshipped slowly, Darla, and I will not deprive you of that.”
I melted at his statement.
“However, that doesn’t mean we can’t do other things.” He grinned roguishly and covered my body with his, murmuring, “I want to see you lose control. Show me how you touch yourself, Darla.”
Shivers coasted up and down my spine as we locked lips. I practically vibrated with the need to please him. With the need to bring this strong man to his knees.
“I use toys,” I admitted.
“Montre-moi.”
I yanked open my nightstand drawer without breaking the kiss and Zeno reached over, grabbing my clit vibrator and lube.
He brought the toy between us with a wicked gleam in his gaze. It was designed specifically byTeara, a sex toy company founded here in Montardor by two of my friends. It even had my initials on it. “Fuck yourself for me,bella.”
I’d been intimate in the past with other men, but none of them had ever seen me pleasure myself. Nor had I cared to show them.
With Zeno?
All my reservations blurred.
