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“Naughty girls get spankings.” I was surprised to feel the whisper of his breath against my cunt through the thin lace of the underwear. His face was between my thighs from behind. “And you’ve been very naughty today, Jezebel.”

A moan was torn from my mouth as he ran his tongue the length of my pussy. The heat of his mouth through the lace was enough of a tease to make me want to rip them off, and I said a silent prayer that he’d do exactly that.

Fuck a scarf. I would happily buy these fucking panties if ripping them off meant I would finally feel Neo inside me.

“Admit you’ve been fucking with me,” he said, his face still between my thighs from behind. “Admit it and maybe I’ll give you what you want.”

“Fine,” I gasped. “I was fucking with you.”

I felt the hard slap of his hand on my ass again. Then he grabbed my hips and stood, pulling me back tight against him, his cock nestled between my thighs through our clothes.

He bent over my back and murmured in my ear. “Well, I hope you hadfun.”

“Shall I take these things to the front for you?” Hazel’s voice came from behind the curtain of my hair, and my face burned with humiliation.

Neo was still behind me, fully clothed but clearly in position for a good ole doggy-style fuck session.

With his “sister."

He moved a hand to the back of my neck, forcing me to stay bent over in front of him, then slapped my bare ass again.

Hard.

“We’ll take it all,” he said.

I didn’t even have a chance to mention that I probably couldn’t afford the panties I was wearing in the brief pause that ensued, a pause where I could only assume Hazel was trying to reconcile the juicy commission she had coming with the fact that she’d walked in on a scene straight out of incestuous Pornhub.

“Wonderful,” she said. “I’ll get started.”

Chapter27

Willa

We planned to leave early the next morning but our parents had other ideas, and it was afternoon when we finally said a tense goodbye and got into the Hummer.

Neo headed for the highway, and I fought an unexpected swell of melancholy. I was relieved to be leaving Roberto’s house — I wasn’t sure I’d ever think of it as my mother’s — but I was sad too. I’d missed her at Aventine, especially lately.

Now I had to accept that I was missing someone who no longer existed. Maybe she never had. Maybe all those nice memories I had of her when I was little were distorted by time and the mind of a little girl who’d wanted to believe her mom was something she wasn’t. Either that, or my mom had become someone different over the years, someone hard and cold, concerned only with her own comfort.

She hadn’t even said anything about my birthday tomorrow. It shouldn’t have hurt like it did — I was turning twenty, not five — but somehow it felt like the cherry on top of a shit sundae.

“You good, Jezebel?” Neo asked from the driver’s seat.

He was wearing sunglasses again, but it was probably just as well. Whatever I might see in his eyes was bound to be confusing af anyway.

“Peachy,” I said.

Not true, obviously, but after the last two days I wasn’t going to pour my heart out to Neo. Especially now. After forty-eight hours together, I had no fucking idea who Neo Alinari was.

After I'd changed back into my clothes at Balenciaga, I’d reached for the credit card Roberto gave me the day he and my mom dropped me off at Aventine. I mean, what else was I going to do looking at over $100,000 in clothing that Neo had agreed we’d buy?

But Neo had snatched the card out of my hand with a grunt of disgust. “Never use this for anything, Jezebel. You don’t want to owe my father a dime.”

Then he’d shoved it in his wallet and removed another card, a black one with his name on it, and paid for the whole damn shopping trip.

We’d grabbed food at a fancy bistro in the city, then gone to Bergdorf.

“I thought you didn’t want me dressing like a Jersey Mob wife?” I’d asked, standing outside the entrance as city pedestrians streamed past us.

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