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“Stay a little behind me, and let me gauge what they’re doing. Then I’ll introduce you.” I released my hold on Sophia’s fingers.
As if annoyed by my suggestion, she pursed her lips. “Damon, you don’t need to babysit me at every moment of the day. I can happily entertain myself. I know most of the people here. I promise not to leave without you.”
“I don’t trust a single person here, so you need to stay as close to me as possible.”
“This is ridiculous. If I was perfectly safe while talking to Karina, what could happen to me within a few feet of you?”
“Plenty.”
“For the love of God. You are seriously unbelievable.” She shot daggers at me with her dark eyes. “I’m not sure what’s worse, having you shackled to me at all times or sitting in a jail cell.”
I tugged her forward so the front of her body brushed against mine. “If you want me to shackle you to my side, I have the means to do it. I have a feeling you would enjoy it.”
“I have my doubts. Especially since you said, there is no chance of an orgasm in my imminent future.”
“Give me what I want, and I’ll give you all you can handle. You’ll beg me to stop.”
Her pupils dilated, and her lips parted to take an unsteady breath.
“That’s coercion.”
“I prefer to call it an incentive to cooperate.”
She lifted up onto tiptoes and skimmed her palm over my shoulders and then around my neck. “I don’t care what you call it. My answer won’t change.”
“Then I guess you’ll continue to suffer.”
“So will you. If I’m not getting any, neither are you.”
“Oh no, that’s not how this works. I will continue to fuck you when I want, and I will continue to be the only one to come.”
“We’ll see about that.” She pushed out of my arms, clenched her fist as if readying to punch me, and flipped her hair so dramatically that only she could pull it off without looking over the top. “Go do your thing, Mr. Pierce. I don’t want you hovering. Come summon me when I’m needed.”
Before I could respond, she tapped the person next to her on the shoulder and immediately began an animated conversation with them.
I resisted the urge to draw her back into our conversation. I’d pushed her to her limit, and it was time to pull back, no matter how much her temper heated my blood and rocked my self-control.
It was like a charge to the system, urging me to bend her over my knees and spank her, right here and right now, to show every one of the assholes in here how much she loved it when I made her ass glow for me.
Or push her down to the floor and suck me off as I’d done at Violent Delights. She’d looked so damn beautiful with tears pouring through mascara smudged eyes as I’d fucked her mouth, choking her with my cock, hitting the back of her throat over and over again.
By the time I’d finished with her, she’d been desperate to fuck, ready to come. No one in that club could have doubted that she was irrevocably mine.
She glanced my way as if sensing my thoughts, and her cheeks tinged a slight glow.
She narrowed her gaze and mouthed, “Wrong club,” and continued whatever discussion she was engaged in.
I remained there for a few more moments, taking her in. My cock pressed hard against my pants, ready to tear through the material.
The woman fascinated me and scared me. She held a power over me no one else could ever claim before her.
She enthralled and seduced without trying, not just me but those around her.
She seemed to draw people to her even with the specter of rumors and speculation. Passersby saw her and came to say hello. Many seemed more acquaintances than friends.
She addressed everyone by name and engaged them in small talk, skillfully dodging any mention of the recent occurrences in her life. None of them noticed how her smile never truly reached her eyes.
Sophia Morelli, the center of attention and hating every minute of it.
