I stared at his back.
“Sam—”
“I gave an order.”
My breath caught, and my pussy clenched.
This wasn’t why I’d come here. He knew it. He’d said as much.
Inside of pushing back at his demand, I shrugged out of my coat, letting it drop to the floor. Next, I bent down, unlaced my boots, and stepped out of each. Then, I grasped the zipper of my bodysuit tucked under my throat. Slowly, I pulled the metal down, letting the skintight material fall off and pool at my feet. Last, I removed my bra and my underwear.
When I stood completely naked, I waited.
He glanced over his shoulder.
“You are no longer in charge, Highness.” He turned, walked to a couch, sat, then picked up a tumbler of a dark amber liquid in the same shade as his eyes.
He swirled the whiskey before taking a deep gulp.
“Now, I want you to crawl over here.”
I clenched my jaw. It wasn’t like Sam to be so cold, so removed.
“This is a punishment.”
“How is this punishment? You’ve crawled for me before. And if I recall accurately, you loved it.” He held my gaze. “The only difference is that you want my cock but plan to parade around town with another man.”
“You know the truth. I’m not with Neil.”
“You’re not with me, either.”
“I’m more with you than anyone else.”
“Not good enough. Not anymore. No more waiting, Highness. I want it all. But that’s something you won’t give me.”
I stared at him, not saying anything.
He had all of me, just not in the way he wanted.
“That’s what I thought. Now crawl or get out.”
I resisted the urge to flinch at the anger radiating from him.
So instead, I lifted my chin and asked, “Is this about getting one last fuck before we go our separate ways, Mr. King?”
“Why not? Fucking doesn’t require an emotional connection. Think of this as a practice run for the future.”
“You think I’ll fuck you in the future?”
“Get us alone, and it’s bound to happen. You can’t get enough of my cock, and I sure as hell enjoy your cunt.”
“Fucking without emotion. Is that what you believe we have?”
“That’s what we will have.”
Bullshit. He knew it as much as I did.
It had taken one night for the bond to form between us. Saying we had nothing wouldn’t wash it away.