"Good, because I'm not sharing you with anybody.Your pretty pussy belongs to me alone," he smirks.
All I do is stare back at him.
“The money is in your account to do what you wish,” he nods.
With my fifty percent cut that would be seven million dollars.I never thought I would live to see the day when I had that type of money in my name.Anybody else would be jumping for joy, but I want to give it back.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him exactly that, but the gamut of emotion clashing through me makes me hold my tongue.Desperation for money is the only thing I can allow him to believe right now until I have to tell the truth.
“We’ll need to talk about the arrangements for the next thirty days.” He crouches down in front of me.
“Dominic, are you seriously going to do this?To me?” I’m trying to reason with him.That’s all it is. I know it’s like talking to a wall but I’m trying.
“Why shouldn’t I? After the other night you don’t see the appeal of me owning you for thirty days?”
“Dominic. You and I can’t do this.”
“But you and Jacques can? I don’t believe that.You and I both know that if you could, the other night wouldn’t have happened.” His eyes twinkle with desire.“We’re doing this."
Dominic stands and pulls off his t-shirt, revealing his masterpiece body.When he starts undoing his belt buckle my nerves spike and I remember the way he took me over and over again the other night.The wild smirk on his face tells me he’s thinking about it too.
“Get in the bed, baby,” he orders, and an angry blush heats my body.
“No.” I'm not ready to jump back in bed with him no matter what that contract says.
"Okay, let's do this the hard way then."
I manage one breath before he reaches down and picks me up from the floor.Like I’m weightless, he tosses me over his shoulder even though I thrash against him.
“Put me down,” I cry.
“Like fuck.”
He walks over to the bed and sets me down in the center.Before I can form my next words he swoops in to hover over me.The movement is so predatory and almost animalistic it steals my breath away.
I’m about to protest when he grabs both my arms and pins them above my head, pressing his weight against me to hold me down.I’m reminded of a cat trapping a mouse.
Cat? No… he’s no cat. He’s more like a vicious lion and I’m some poor innocent animal that made the mistake of venturing into his path.
He lowers so close I think he’s going to kiss me, but he doesn’t.He stops a breath away and bores his gaze into mine.Hot and sexy. His eyes fill with raw desire, speaking silently of all the things he wants to do to me.
I take him in and I barely manage to swallow past the lump in my throat.
“Candace Ricci. I’m tired and I have a two-day hard on.” He presses his cock into my belly and I shudder at the memory of the humongous size.My obvious reaction makes a smile inch across his face.“Either we fuck or we sleep. You get to pick tonight.”
I gasp, my damn cheeks burning from his words and the feel of his hard cock against me weakening my defenses again.Images of us having sex and all the ways we did it come rushing to my mind once more making my nipples pebble to hard points.My pussy clenches with that desperate need only he annoyingly seems to bring out in me.I’ve never thought about a man the way I have about this one.Never.
And yet, I can’t do this. Not tonight.
It took everything inside me to end things with him yesterday.Even if I can admit that I want him.I can’t just give in so easily.
“I want to sleep,” I answer.
“Sure about that, Angel? Your eyes say different and your body betrays you.”
“I want to sleep,” I repeat and a chuckle rumbles in his chest.
He releases me, then flicks the sheet over to cover me up and slips under it too, shuffling so he’s closer.
Dominic leans over to the nightstand and switches off the lights.
I lie on my back and glance at him out the corner of my eye.
He’s lying on his side looking straight at me.
I close my eyes and allow my mind to drift.
Sleep is my only escape from the turmoil of this night.
I tried to sleep in the beast's bed, but ended up with the devil I know.