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Once I get a good rhythm, I add my tongue, dipping my head to flick her clit. She twists beneath me, crying out, begging me to stop, thennotstop like she doesn’t know what she wants.

When I have her just on the precipice, I quicken the strokes, all the while sucking her clit, flicking it with my tongue, fucking feasting on her. If I could devour her, I would. Take her into me, where there’s no escape.

I push the cucumber into her as far as I can, and she gasps, digging her heels into my shoulders, pushing back to escape the onslaught of sensation.

But I won’t let her.

She wanted this, my mouth on her pussy, so she’s going to take everything I give her. That’s the control I have and I plan to use it.

“Oh, God, Roman. It’s too much,” she pants, her palms flat against the marble counter. “Oh, shit. I’m going to come.”

I suck harder, push harder into her body. She’s so fucking wet, I could shove my cock into her right now, and we’d both come instantly.

But I hold back, and for no other reason than she asked me to.

I pull back to look at her, using my thumb to stroke her clit as I continue to slide the cucumber in and out, in and out. “Look at me, Little Rabbit.” Her eyes meet mine, and I see the desperation in those moss-green eyes. It’s the same desperation I feel. “Come for me.”

That’s all it takes. Her mouth opens in a silent scream, and she comes hard, her body stiffening, her head tilted back. It looks like her soul is being torn from her body, and it gives me a thrill of pleasure knowing I’ve done that to her.

I know her climax has faded once her body relaxes, her hips sinking back down onto the counter. I remove the cucumber, but I can’t rip my gaze away from her face. She’s so fucking beautiful. Relaxed in the aftermath, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed. She’s practically glowing.

I brush my lips over her ribs, nipping and kissing as I fist my throbbing cock. “I need to be inside you,” I whisper harshly against her skin. “Let me fuck you, Lux.”

She pushes up into a sitting position, dislodging me. Then she shoves me back with her foot. “Nope.”

I blink at her, my body literally vibrating with need. My balls are so fucking tight, I think it might be cutting off the blood flow to my brain.

With one hand still curled around my shaft, I eye her darkly. I could take her right now. I could push her back onto that counter, and force my cock into that hot pussy. It’d be easy, and she wouldn’t even protest. Too much.

The only thing stopping me is the challenge in her eyes. She’s testing me. And God knows why, but I’d rather jump off the nearest bridge than fail this fucking test.

With a growl, I tear myself away from her. It takes every ounce of self-control, but I do it. And before I can think twice about it, I turn on my heel to move to leave.

“Where are you going?” she asks, still a little breathless.

“To find an ice bath I can live in for the next two days…”

Fuck, this is going to be torture.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Lux

I thinkI may have pushed Roman too far, but damn that orgasm was good. And it was exactly what I needed after the stress of the last few days.

I should probably feel bad about blue-balling him for the second time, though. For someone like Roman, control iseverything.He learned from a young age that control was the only way to ensure his safety, and I know from experience how childhood shit can stick with a person. Those early lessons are hard to shake.

But he can’t control this thing between us anymore. I won’t let him. I’ll take what I want from him, then walk away. No emotions. Nothing. Just to prove to both of us that he has no power over me anymore.

I hear him moving around in one of the bedrooms, so I find my phone and check my texts. I have one from Ash and one from Wyn, both asking me where I am. I respond to Wyn first, but it’s too much to explain over text, so I’m intentionally vague.

I’m staying with Roman at Exeter House for a couple of days. I’ll explain when I’m back on campus.

My location is supposed to be secret, but it’s probably good that someone other than the Sacred-fucking-Sons knows where I am.

Wyn responds with a bunch of shocked and confused emojis.

Yeah, girl, same.

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