Her nipples began to ache from the hardness and her breasts started to become too sensitive under her bra. When Elle felt Nero’s fingertips go under her bra, over her left breast, she quickly grabbed his hand, hoping he wouldn’t pull it down. Elle let out a moan when Nero bit her breast in response, paying her back for what she had done to him earlier.
Nero tried to pull it down again as he laved away the sting, but Elle squeezed her hand over his.
“Baby, please, just let me have a taste.” Nero talked while he kissed her skin.
Elle whimpered “no” in his ear. She wanted him to. Like, really want him to. But Elle had a feeling Nero wouldn’t stop at a taste. She knew a guy like Nero devoured the whole thing. Elle would like being devoured by him, yet it wasn’t the right time or place for her.
Nero threw his head back on the seat and she watched him try to collect himself while she tried to do the same. Nero had dropped his hand and Elle couldn’t help smiling. No matter how bad Nero wanted her—and she knew how much he did because he had grown hard underneath her—he would never force himself on her. If she ultimately didn’t want to do it, Nero wouldn’t make her.
Elle gave him a quick kiss. “Thank you.”
Nero gritted out, “No problem.”
She began to try to maneuver off his lap and felt his hardness grind underneath her.
Nero quickly grabbed her hips, and held her in place. “Careful, or I’ll throw being a gentleman out the fucking window and watch your tits bounce in my face.”
Elle stopped breathing, becoming nervous for what he might do next.
Still holding onto her hips, he moved her off his lap and set her down beside him. Elle felt relieved and almost disappointed at the same time.
Nero finally let Elle go and ran his hands through his hair. “Not since I was a boy have I felt a girl’s boobs through their shirt.”
Elle tried hard not to laugh. Poor Nero. She was proud of herself to be clearly the only girl to make Nero wait.
Elle leaned up and gave him another kiss on the cheek. “I’m sorry.” She knew she didn’t look very sorry by the way she was smiling.
“You are going to make this up to me.” Nero’s voice was in a commanding tone once again.
Elle really didn’t like where this was headed as she stared back at him, waiting to hear what he wanted. What now?
“I am driving you to work tonight.”
“But—”
Nero put his hand over her mouth, shutting her up. “And from now on.” When Elle’s eyes tried to say otherwise, he continued, “I’m not asking; I’m telling.” He removed his hand from her mouth and stole a kiss from her.
Why not? It was the least she could do for him for being a gentleman. Hell, she would get a free ride out of it, and if she didn’t like it, she would figure out a way to get out of it. It was a win-win.
Since Elle had decided to give in and let him take her, she had another idea to go ahead and get something else over with that was going to be painful.
“Nero, do you want to meet my parents?”
Chapter Twenty-Two
You Wouldn’t Let Me Have My Way With You
Elle squeezed Nero’s hand as she walked up her driveway. Should I be doing this? Is this really a good idea?
Elle figured today was going to be as good of a day as any. If she did as her father asked—Nero coming over for dinner—it could possibly be much worse. Dinners were long and stressful; however, with her having to go to work tonight, this was going to be a Band-Aid and she was going to rip it right off. She figured Nero was going to have to turn back around to pick her up anyway.
Elle put her hand on the door. My parents are going to be pissed I didn’t warn them.
She thought it was going to be really funny if this whole thing backfired and Nero walked in on something—the something being anything. Like what if Dad took his meds again? Or Josh wrecked the house?
Elle held onto the door handle, thinking about if she should get Nero to turn his ass back around. Fuck it! Elle turned the door handle.
When Elle came into the house, she saw her whole family looking out the front window.
“Mom, Dad?”
“Hey, Nero!” Josh came from the curtain and ran toward her and Nero.
Nero held out his fist. “What’s up, little man? How was the bus ride today?”
Josh bumped his fist. “Great, thanks for taking me to the bus stop today.”
Nero smiled. “Anytime.”
Elle smiled to herself as she watched Josh run off into his bedroom. When she could no longer see her little brother, Elle turned to her parents.
Well, here goes nothing. “Mom, Dad, this is my friend, Nero.”
Elle’s mom came over and hugged him. “Elle has never brought a friend home besides Chloe, and such a handsome one at that.”
Elle was slightly embarrassed by her mother, but she had to agree; Nero looked sexy as hell.
From where she had bitten him, he had a nasty hickey on his neck—thankfully, Nero had found a tie in his car. He had buttoned his shirt all the way up and put on the black tie, covering his hickey as long as he didn’t turn his neck too far to the side. She hated covering up such a beautiful masterpiece, but looking at Nero all dressed up made him look even more scary, yet sexy at the same time.
Nero kissed her mother’s cheek. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Buchanan.”
Elle’s mom noticed her head, moving toward her to examine it. “Oh, sweetie, did you walk into a wall again?”