Page 58 of Desire and Revenge

“I should wait till the hallways are clear.” My voice comes out breathless to my embarrassment, and I still haven’t taken my eyes off the arm above his head.

I climb to my feet and step closer to Nero. “I should?—”

His mouth covers mine and I sigh. I really should find a way to get rid of my addiction to Nero.

CHAPTER 18

Sofia

“Do you need another towel?” Alba asks, trailing after me.

I continue to squeeze the water out of my hair into one of the towels she has already handed me. “No, thank you. I’m fine.”

“I don’t want you to catch a cold, ma’am.” Her voice is full of worry. “It’s too cold to be in the pool.”

That is exactly what I need, to stay submerged in freezing water for hours. If that’s what it takes to get over this relentless need for Nero, I will gladly toss myself into the ocean and sink all the way to the bottom.

The magnetism only grows with every touch.

“We just have to get it out of our system.”

Nero had moaned those words to me as he fucked me on the hood of his car a few days ago, but it’s obvious to me that our attraction isn’t going anywhere. We should have really put in effort into keeping our hands to ourselves.

One taste of the forbidden fruit and nothing is enough anymore.

Everywhere I turn, Nero is there, dragging me into a dark corner and kissing me like his life depends on it. I knew I was in trouble when he fingered me under the table during dinner with my husband’s family two days ago.

“I’m going to take a shower.” One that will hopefully be cold enough to finally get my body temperature down to noncombustible.

“Okay, ma’am.”

I hurry into the bathroom and turn the knob with a deep sigh, pressing my back to the door. My legs still feel like rubber from the orgasm Nero gave me a few minutes ago.

I fling off the towel wrapped around my waist, then peel the wet swimsuit off my body. In my mind, I’m imagining how his large hands made quick work of the ties holding the suit together.

“If you rip it, I’ll kill you, Nero,” I had warned him when he had dragged me to the back of the pool house almost an hour ago. “When are you going to have enough of my ripped and stolen underwear to make you satisfied?”

“If you stopped wearing them, then I wouldn’t have to rip them.”

“You want me to go about my day without panties?” I gaped at him.

“Easier access.” He had shrugged even as his mouth pressed hot kisses into my throat.

“We are supposed to be ending this, not creating easier access.” I moaned as his tongue circled the shell of my ear.

“What you should be doing isless talking, Princess.” He nipped at my jaw.

I glared at him. “And what would you be doing?”

“This.” And then he took the swimsuit down all the way till he was on his knees.

“Oh God,” I had moaned. “What do you think you are doing? Anyone can see us here. We don’t have time for that.”

His dark eyes flashed. “If anyone comes out here and looks at your delectable body, they will lose their eyes.”

I snorted. “You can’t say things like that.”

“I mean every word, Princess.” The look in his dark eyes had made me shut right up, because it was a look that told me clearly that he didn’t make threats, he made promises, and he really was a man of his word.

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