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I shiver, hypnotized. “The sun… out West.”
His thumb reaches my lips, and he rubs it over them, back and forth. I inhale in a rush, awareness flooding through me. Swaying closer. Eyes locked on his as he slips his thumb between my lips and sinks it inside my mouth.
Holy heaven.
I shudder at the sensual intrusion, parting my lips wider.
And then I suck.
Nero’s eyes flare with lust, and he sounds a low, ragged groan. The sound ricochets through my body, making my nipples tighten and every nerve ending flare to life.
Desire… Fuck, I’ve barely felt a flicker in years, and now it’s hitting me like a damn avalanche. Blotting out everything but Nero, and his labored breath, and the raw, animal passion in his eyes.
Suddenly, noise comes from down the hallway. “Boss?” a voice calls. Chase, I think.
Nero seems to remember himself. He snatches his hand away, cursing under his breath.
I reel back, stunned. “Nero…” I blurt, but he’s already striding to the door, the spell broken.
“Clean yourself up.” He says harshly, shooting me a dismissive glance. “You look a mess. And you smell even worse.”
He’s gone before I can respond. Heat flushes my cheeks at his cold insult—even as my body aches from his gentle caress.
What the hell just happened?
I take a deep breath, half-tempted to stay in my filthy, sweaty clothes just to spite him. Then I see a door ajar to the bathroom: It’s spotless marble, and might be bigger than my apartment back in Vegas.
God, I could use a shower.
In the war between comfort and spite, comfort wins. I don’t waste time before stripping and stepping into the shower, not sure when Nero will come back for me or what he has planned. The hot water feels heavenly against my skin, and I let out a small sigh. There’s a row of expensive toiletries waiting on the ledge, so I lather up, scrubbing every inch of grime off my body and washing my hair. I take my time, trying to delay the inevitable. But I know, it’s useless. Nero doesn’t wait for anyone.
Nero…
I exhale a shaky breath, still reeling from seeing him again. From wanting him again.
It’s crazy, to be turned on in the midst of all this fear and mayhem, but I can’t help it. Like an automatic chemical reaction, just the sight of him—the scent of him—sends my hormones screaming to life, flooding my body with pure aching lust. I can’t help remembering the way his body felt against me all insideme, that thick, sweet drive that sent me to heaven and back.
Nobody learned my body the way he did. Nobody gave me pleasure like him.
But he’d been gentle, too, when we were together. So careful not to hurt me, so eager to please. I’d only seen glimpses of his power, his dominance—and oh, how they thrilled me.
What would it feel like now that dominance was in full flight?
He wouldn’t make love to me tenderly now, that much I know. No, Nero would hold me down and fuck me to the hilt. Roughly. Angrily. He’d demand my surrender—and then punish me if I tried to deny him.
My pussy clenches at the thought, and my blood runs hotter, imagining his rough hands holding me down. Those broad shoulders pinning me beneath him.
That cruel mouth hissing dark, dirty orders.
Orders I would only be too happy to obey…
Fuck. No. Bad Lily.
I try to remind myself that he’s a terrible, dangerous man, but it doesn’t help. That risky edge makes my heart race as I straddle the then line between desire and fear.
Damn it, Lily. Focus on what’s important.
Is Nero really considering sparing Teddy? I meant it when I said that I’d do anything, but I can’t help worrying about what he’ll ask of me.
