Eating Out

"Get in the golf cart," Zeus demanded.

"Why would I do that? Why would I go anywhere with you?" I sneered.

"Damn it, Ivy!" he slammed his palm on the steering wheel, "Please, get in the cart."

I defiantly sat beside him, folding my arms over my chest in protest.

"You look cute when you're angry," he smirked.

"Shut up," I barked while looking to my right.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"You need to be more on the seat. We don't need you flying out with precious cargo," he hinted.

I pressed my tongue to my cheek; I first feared Zeus and his capabilities. I'm partially nervous about what he might do to me once he no longer has use of me. I want to think he'd let me leave, but I'd need to make him believe I fell for him even though the thought of him being near me still makes my skin crawl. Sex was entirely different. It was still the best I've ever had.

"I'll never love you," I stated.

His jaw clenched in annoyance, "Maybe once you realize I'm only d