“Well it’s none of your business,” she mutters and tries to harden her expression.
I smile at her sass. “Don’t let me spank that ass of yours again. Not sure if you want to spur on another wave of punishment, or maybe you do. You seem to be enjoying yourself.”
She bites down hard on her back teeth and gives me a narrowed look.
“I know what you’re trying to do. You want me to say some shit to you knowing I’ll get in trouble then you’ll end up owning me for life.”
I laugh. “I’m not sure if I could do this crazy dance with you for life, Babydoll.” I’m fucking lying because I know I could and it scares the fuck out of me.
It’s actually terrifying because it means seeing more than the present and looking into the future. I get up and walk over to her. As I make my way over, I don’t miss the way her eyes roam over my body and stop at the growing bulge pressing against my boxers.
I reach out to touch her face, but she looks away.
Running my fingers up her elegant neck I guide her back to me and she stiffens.
“You’re going to have to try a lot harder to make me believe you don’t like me.”
“I don’t like you.”
“Liar. You’re pissed as fuck at me, but you also like me too much to stop me from touching you.”
“You’re an asshole,” she stutters.
“We’ve established that and yet what I see in your eyes is lust and desire for me to give you more. If I were to spread you out and fuck you like I did hours ago, you wouldn’t stop me and it isn’t because of any punishment.”
She knows I’m right, and she looks like I’ve just called her out on the raw truth, but she’s stubborn. “Maybe that’s what you want to see.”
“It’s exactly what I see, but it doesn’t matter. Punishment or not, I’d never leave you alone until I’m done with you.” I lift her jaw higher so she can stare me right in my eyes.
“Am I a toy to you?”
“No.”
“Then maybe you should ask me what I want instead of acting like a heartless bastard.”
Ouch. But she’s right.
“What do you want Babydoll?”
“I don’t want to be cooped up in here all day waiting. At least allow me to go to my sister’s place and sort her things out.”
I release her and I remember my previous worries. Maybe she’ll be fine and I shouldn’t go even further over that line by worrying about her.
“Are you ready to go into your sister’s home and feel her presence?”
“No, but she’s the only person I had in this world who meant everything to me. It doesn’t matter if I’m ready. I want to feel her presence because I miss her.”
As I look at her, I see that thing again. The thing that alerts me to who she really is and how wrong I am for her.
I don’t usually care if people think I’m an asshole, but on this occasion I can’t be one so I nod.
“Tomorrow. I’ll take you tomorrow. I have too much to do today.”
“Thank you.”
I’m about to elaborate when my phone buzzes with a message. When I look at it, I see it’s from Borya.
Found something you need to look at. I’m on my way to you now.