Aleksei walks me backward until I feel the familiar shape of his car pressing into my back. There are low murmurings all around us from passersby, but I’m having a hard time making out their words over the chirping canaries circling my head. College. He just told me I’m not going to college. I pul
He’s totally right, but I don’t give him the satisfaction of changing my position. This is my mad pose, and now that we’re not touching, I’ve managed to remember why I’m pissed as hell. “Did you ever plan to bring me to college?” A curt headshake, but no further change in his demeanor. “So you lie
I’ve had my fair share of arguments with the angel. She has been a teenage girl for our entire acquaintance, so this did not come as a surprise. When one of her younger tutors invited Georgina to a party, Georgina didn’t bother asking me if she could go, obviously knowing I would object. She merely
“It’s the house on the cover of Anne of Green Gables.” She spins around with tears in her eyes, launching herself into my waiting arms. “You did this? You…built this for me?” “Of course.” Her hold tightens around my neck, and I lift her off the ground, my hands sliding down her back to cup such a t
So this is what power feels like. Did I really have it all this time without knowing? Well, I’m going to wield it now, so look out. A lot of this empowerment is seeing the evidence of how much Aleksei needs me. My Russian is a man of cold control, but right now, he’s the furthest thing from his us
“Nyet. No rubber.” His middle finger finds a sensitive place inside me that creates a ringing in my ears, pulsing heat beneath my belly button. “On this I will not negotiate.” “Do you negotiate on anything?” I gasp. Aleksei’s mouth finds mine again as he positions himself between my legs. That inc
“This teasing little pussy has driven me out of my mind,” he grits out, his face tipping toward the sky to shout my name. “Sitting on my lap. Cuddling Daddy’s cock through thin panties while you did your homework. You will learn now what you’ve tempted.” For the next few minutes, I’m nothing but a
What is the level above obsession? Whatever its name, that is my affliction. Power and need pump through my veins as I watch Georgina sleep, her slight body swallowed up by our enormous bed. I have not bothered to dress for two reasons. One, I would need to stop staring at my beauty in order to do