Page 50 of Too Sweet


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She’s soaked through and so cold. “If you end up sick, we’ll have a problem.”

“Nico!” Mia whacks my back again, the blow barely noticeable against the raindrops. “Put me down! This isn’t funny.”

“Am I laughing? You’re not staying here in the rain.”

She wiggles a little bit, arching further down my back as her hip butts against my head, and then—

“Fuck!” My grip tightens around her legs. “You didnotjust do that. Open your mouth.”

She clamps her teeth harder into the flesh around my ribs, then eases off enough to speak. “You lied! You said hands go where it hurts! Put me down!”

“No.” I quicken my pace, stepping onto the pavement. My back straightens like a metal rod when she bites again. “Stop it, Mia.” I open the passenger door, nudging her butt. “Let go.” She shakes her head, still buried in my flesh like a vampire, her teeth digging deeper. Without thinking twice, I lift her skirt and slap her ass. The sound of my palm connecting with her damp, cold skin makes my cock twitch. “I saidlet go.”

That does it. She gasps, twisting back enough to hold herself straight and brace against me, her cheeks scarlet, a tiny river of rain trickling down her chin.

“You spanked me,” she mutters, doll-like shock painting her gorgeous face.

“Only once. You bit me twice.” I arrange her arms and legs until she’s safely tucked in the passenger seat.

“Youspankedme,” she says again when I take the wheel.

A gleam of puzzled delight shines through her surprise, and my cock stirs hell.

Jesus, baby... you liked that?

“Next time you pull a stunt like this, I’ll put you over my knee. You won’t sit for days.” I’m not sure if it’s a promise or a threat at this point.

“You’re insane...”

I readjust myself in the seat, filling my mind with toads, cauliflower, and rats to counteract the anxious prickling of desire coursing through my veins.

It works. My cock settles, and I shift into reverse but don’t release the brake. “Put your seatbelt on, Mia.”

She stares me down, all adorable defiance, but folds quickly, buckling up.

“Good girl. You better hope you didn’t catch a cold out there.” I reverse onto the road, taking the shortest way to her house so she can take a hot bath.

“I’ve got Tylenol and a huge backlist of books to get through. I won’t mind a few days in bed.”

“You also have a Ball to attend this weekend.”

???

Forty minutes later,I slam the door to my house, stomp up the stairs, and get straight under the showerhead, stripping off the wet clothes as a stream of hot water patters my back. You wouldn’t think my dick could be hard again while my teeth clatter, but it is.

Painfully hard.

Fuck...

Mia all wet, angry, and turned on by the slap. I have that aroused, surprised gleam of her eyes saved in my memory bank, thedeletebutton grayed out, unavailable.

I palm the base of my cock, squeezing hard, and let my mind off the short leash. I need to live out the fantasy. I’ve imagined fucking her, but those clips were short, second-long bursts of me thrusting into Mia... I can’t live on scraps anymore. I need the whole thing, or I won’t move forward.

Once.

Just this once, I’ll give in...

I’ve not done this since the night I met her, refusing to jerk off to the thought of my brother’s girl, but it’s either that or popping pills.