Covet - Eve Vaughn Page 0,46

his damn self, but I had to keep reminding myself that I wasn’t doing this just for me. If I were, I would have walked away after last night.

I walked to the utility closest to retrieve the broom and dustpan when he shook his head.

“No, I want you to get on your hands and knees and pick it up by hand.”

“Now, you’re being ridiculous, Nick. I don’t see why I can’t just—”

“If I have to toss your ass on the ground myself I will. I said pick the goddamn mess off the floor, on your fucking hands and knees!” he roared. If his face had gotten any redder, he would have been the color of a ripe tomato. Placing the broom against the wall, I took the dustpan and dropped to my knees as he requested. I quickly wiped away a tear that slipped out of the corner of my eye hoping he didn’t see.

When Nick had brought me here, I knew things wouldn’t be easy, but within a space of 24 hours, he’d humiliated me in ways I didn’t think he was capable of. I numbed myself as best as I could while picking up pieces of food and broken plate. Nick watched, like a predator waiting to pounce on his prey at any second. When I was finished, I remained on my knees for several moments to compose myself because the tears were on the way. I could feel them.

“What are you sitting there for? Get up and make me a proper breakfast,” he barked in the most dehumanizing way, making me shudder.

Instinct told me to tell him to shove breakfast up his ass, but in his frame of mind, there was no telling what he would do to me.”

I wobbled to my feet and threw out the contents of the dustpan. I washed my hands, then made him a fresh breakfast within fifteen minutes.

He inspected the contents of his plate with a discerning gaze. “You know what? I think I’ll just have some juice.”

I could no longer hold my tongue. “Are you kidding me? This over the top act of bullying is beyond ridiculous. If you’re going to make me stay here with you for the next couple months, you and I are going to have to coexist. Can’t you please cut me a little slack?”

“Did you cut Kenny any slack when he told you that he loved you, and you laughed in his face?”

“What?” I truly didn’t know what he was talking about. But since he was on a Kenny tangent, I felt the need to defend myself.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I would have never nor did I ever laugh in Kenny’s face. You may have formed your own opinions about what my marriage with your brother was like, but that is never something I did.”

“You lie so much you don’t even know how to tell the truth do you, bitch?”

“Stop calling me that!”

“Why? That’s what you are. A lying bitch in heat. And you are in heat, aren’t you. What the fuck were you thinking wearing something like that anyway?”

That comment threw me off guard because it had nothing to do with what we were talking about up until now. “What?”

“You’re a fucking cock tease, aren’t you?” His hand snacked out, and he grabbed me by the wrist, catching me off balance. I fell in his lap.

I tried to get up, but he wrapped his arm around my waist. Before I realized what was happening Nick unzipped my pants and shoved his hands inside my shorts and beneath my panties.

A gasp tumbled from my lips as his fingers grazed my clit. “Nick, please let me up,” I whimpered.

“You don’t want me to. This is what you wanted the second you decided to come dome down here in those shorts that barely cover your ass and a shirt so tight I can see the outline of your tits. If you didn’t want me to touch you, you shouldn’t have dressed like a whore.” While he spoke, he rolled my clit between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed.

I tried to resist once again by attempting to get off his lap, but his arm around me was like a steel bar. He tugged and squeezed my clit until I melted against him, tilting my head backward until it rested on his shoulder.

“That’s my good little fuck toy.” Nick chuckled with triumph ringing in his voice. He released my clit only to slide three