The Dictator (Banker 2)

Mother grabbed her glass again and took a drink. “What’s she like?”

“Beautiful,” I blurted, choosing that single word to describe her completely. “Absolutely stunning. I’m afraid if we have a daughter, she’ll inherit Siena’s looks…and make my life a nightmare.”

Mother smiled. “I knew she would be beautiful. My son has very particular tastes. What else can you tell me about her?”

“She’s an art collector. She decorated my home, and that was how we got to know each other.”

“And her family?” she asked.

“Her parents are both gone,” I answered. “She has one brother.”

“Oh…that’s too bad. Is there any chance the two of you could work it out?” She tilted her head as she looked at me, unable to keep the hope out of her eyes. “Call me old-fashioned, but I think a mother and father should stick together if it’s possible. You’re a family now, Cato.”

“No. There’s no possibility.” My tone turned stern, subtly warning my mother I didn’t want to discuss this anymore. “We’re having this baby together, and that’s it. We have a good relationship, so that should be easy.”

She took a long drink of her wine and dismissed the conversation, knowing I’d had enough. “Well, let me know when the time is right. I really want to meet the woman carrying my grandbaby.”

I walked up the stairs and down the hallway. My anger was still rampant because Bates threw me under the bus. Then my mother pressured me about meeting Siena, which was the last thing I wanted to happen.

Now I really hoped Siena was on my bed—beautiful and naked.

Because I wanted to fuck her in the ass until she cried.

I stepped into my room, and my eyes immediately darted to the bed, expecting to see that beautiful white skin against my dark comforter.

She was there, buck naked like she promised. She lay on her back with her body propped up by her arms. Her long legs stretched out across the bed, beautiful and sculpted. Her brown hair was across her shoulders, and her makeup was darker than usual.

I was hard in three seconds.

With my heated gaze locked on to hers, I stripped off my blazer and dropped it on the floor. My shirt came next and then my belt. I stopped thinking about why I was angry in the first place and just felt the anger instead. Siena called my bluff in the kitchen, and I would make her regret it.

I stripped down until I was naked and approached the bed. “I warned you.”

She sat up on her knees so our eyes could be level. “And I know you’ve been thinking about this moment all night. The second you walked in the door, you looked at the bed like you’d be livid if I weren’t there.”

“Because I want to punish you.” My knees sank onto the mattress. “Because I wanted you to call my bluff.” I inched closer to her then grabbed her by the neck. “Because I want to fuck you in the ass so hard you cry. And when you beg me to stop, I won’t. I won’t feel bad about it because I warned you. I warned you not to come here tonight.”

She ignored the hand around her neck and leaned in to kiss me.

I turned my mouth away and rejected her. Then I pushed her onto the bed, making her stomach hit the sheets.

That’s when I saw the jewel in her asshole.

Jesus Christ.

She looked at me over her shoulder. “Do your worst, Cato.”

My cock twitched so hard it actually hurt.

“You know there’s no one else you’d rather have in this bed. You know you couldn’t stop thinking about me tonight. You know you don’t stop thinking about me every single day when you’re at work. You know your finger won’t squeeze that trigger when the time comes. You know you want me too much. And when you fuck me in the ass, you’re only going to want me more.”

Fuck.

I tried to hide the desire in my eyes, but it was impossible. I’d never been this hard up for a woman in my life. I hated her so damn much, but that didn’t stop me from wanting her so damn much.

I opened my nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube. I squirted it onto my length and rubbed it to my balls, getting myself as slick as possible. That was a small asshole, and this was a big dick. I moved on top of her and stared at the beautiful jewel looking back at me. “Been fucked in the ass before?”

“No.”

I was just about to pull out the jewel, but I stopped to take a breath. “You have no idea how much this is going to hurt.”

“I can handle it.”

A shiver ran up my spine, the pleasure radiating to every extremity. I pulled out the jewel and stared at the small asshole left behind.