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But if he’s looking at me to validate what he’s feeling, then fuck that. I don’t trust him, and I’m not showing him the most vulnerable parts of me. No way.

I lift my chin and look him dead in the eyes. “You fucked me, Roman.” His grip loosens slightly on my arm, and I yank it out of his grasp. “That’s all it was.Fucking. Nothing special.”

The shock on his face is priceless, and I have to admit, knocking the campus king off his pedestal feels really,reallygood…

CHAPTER FOUR

Roman

I stand there like an idiot,speechless, looking down at Lux’s face. She wants me to believe what we shared was just a really good fuck?

Nah, I refuse to believe I imagined the charged energy between us. “Nothing special, eh?”

She nods, and her throat moves as she swallows, but she doesn’t say anything.

Not taking my gaze off her, I open my robe, and unbuckle my belt, sliding it free of my slacks with a flourish. She must guess the direction of my thoughts because her eyes widen and she takes a step back. Fortunately, I’m blocking her only route to the exit, which is across the room.

Shrugging my robe off, I advance on her, belt in my hand, my gaze eating her up. A fucking cyclone could rip through this room right now, and I wouldn’t know it. All my focus is on Lux, my cock stirring to life as I imagine all the different ways I could fuck her.

The backs of Lux’s calves hit the dias, and she’s forced to abandon her retreat. Her hands fly out in front of her as I continue to move forward.

“Stop,” she says.

I brush her outstretched hand out of the way and pull the robe off her shoulders. It’s the same white robe that every campus queen is given—but on her, it looks ethereal, the white velvet flowing over her body, accentuating her every delicious curve.

When I get within reach of her, I slide my hand around her back, so I can pull her against me. I dip my head, but instead of kissing her, I brush her hair over her shoulder and drag my lips up the column of her throat. My cock jumps, already swollen and ready to take what’s mine.

“Roman,” she says, a little breathy. “Stop. We’re not doing this.”

I chuckle. “See, that’s the thing, Little Rabbit,” I whisper against her soft, delicate skin. “You’re under the impression you’re the one in control here.” My tongue darts out, and I can’t help but get a taste of her. “But I rule over everything here, and that includes you—especiallyyou.”

She swallows, her throat moving beneath my tongue. “No one controls me, Roman—especiallyyou.”

I smile at her little quip there. Clever. But I happen to know it’s a lie.

I push the robe all of the way off her shoulders, and it pools on the floor at her feet. She’s wearing a short, sage-colored dress with a peasant neckline that’s already falling off her shoulders. Pulling the low neckline down, I expose the lacy bra beneath.

Her hard, pink nipples are pressed against the semi-sheer lace, just begging to be licked.Goddamn.Reaching up, I touch my finger to the corner of my mouth to ensure I’m not drooling.

Fuck.Yes.

Her hand comes up between us as she tries to push me away. But it’s too fucking late for that. There’s a frenzied need inside me to prove that this toxic, fucked-up thing between usissomething special, something grotesquely beautiful.

My lips find the lobe of her ear, then the line of her jaw, until my mouth meets hers. She doesn’t kiss me back at first. She’s resisting this, trying to prove to herself that I don’t affect her.

She’s a fucking fighter, I’ll give her that.

My tongue breaches her mouth, and I force my tongue inside, literally devouring her, my kiss hard and insisting. Eventually, she gives in, just a little, kissing me back.

That little victory is all I need.

Somehow I manage to rip myself away from her, and I take a step back. It’s time we begin our first lesson.

“Take everything off,” I say. She’s looking at me with those wide eyes, and bruised lips, but she doesn’t move, and I’m forced to consider what I’ll do if she refuses.

I’ll strip her down myself, by force, if necessary.

I watch her carefully as she considers her options. Finally, after a few seconds, she lifts her chin. “I’m not doing this with you.”

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