Reign of a King (Kingdom Duet #1) - Rina Kent Page 0,75
entrance, and he appears straight out of a fashion show with his pressed trousers and grey shirt. Only Jonathan would look completely presentable after a long day at work.
“What do you think you’re doing, Aurora?”
“You spent the night in my room. It’s only fair I spend the night in yours.”
“That won’t be happening.”
“You want payment first? Fine.” I throw my bag on the chair, yank off my jacket and shirt, and follow with my trousers so that I’m just in my underwear. Like that first time I came to this house to agree to his deal.
Funny how things come full circle.
Just like back then, he doesn’t make a move to touch me. However, his eyes heat with clear lust. “What’s gotten into you?”
“Nothing. I simply want to spend the night here.”
“And you think that will be possible, why?”
“Because I want to. Isn’t that reason enough?”
“Why now? You were completely fine with our sleeping arrangements for two months.”
“Well, I changed my mind. People change, Jonathan.”
“You don’t get to change your mind. You belong to me, not the other way around. You do as I ask and what I please, remember?”
“I want my own terms.”
“Your own terms were, and I quote, ‘what you please’.”
“I can’t do this anymore, Jonathan, okay? I can’t pretend this whole thing is fine. You have to give me something in return.”
He pauses, narrowing his eyes on me for a fraction of a second before snapping back to normal. “No.”
“No?” I snap.
“Yes, no. And watch the way you fucking speak to me.”
“I’m not leaving,” I say with a calmness I don’t feel. “I’m going to show up in your room every day. So you might as well dish out your punishment and let me stay here.”
For a moment, we just stare at each other. I don’t back down, even when my skin turns hot and tingly. Even when the look in Jonathan’s eyes darkens.
This is one of those times where he’s frightening and I should stay away. But that would mean being stomped on, and I won’t allow that.
I will not be intimidated. I will not be intimidated.
“Get on your knees.” His voice pierces through the silence.
“Does that mean you agree?”
“On your knees, Aurora.”
I comply, bending my legs until my knees meet the plush carpet beneath me.
Jonathan moves towards me with purposeful strides, undoing his belt.
By the time he reaches me, my heart almost leaps out of my chest due to both fear and anticipation. No idea how he manages to trigger different emotions in me simultaneously.
“Remember when you said I can’t fuck your mouth? This is your punishment.”
“Fine,” I whisper.
“Open your mouth,” he orders.
“I want a deal.”
“When I said open your mouth, I didn’t mean to talk.”
I lift my chin. “Give me what I want and I’ll do the same.”
“One of these days, I’m going to fuck the defiance out of you, Aurora.”
Well, not today, I think, but I manage to stop myself from saying the words out loud. That will only provoke him and that’s the last thing I need right now.
“What do you want?” His veiny hands are still on his belt and it takes everything in me not to ogle them. I think I have a stupid obsession with his masculine hands and fingers — or how much pleasure they bring me.
I shake my head internally and speak in my businesslike tone. Being on my knees doesn’t mean I’m in a position of weakness. “Every time I want something you usually wouldn’t agree on, you can punish me, spank me, fuck my mouth, whatever. But you’ll give me what I want.”
“Define the ‘something I usually wouldn’t agree on’ part.”
Of course Jonathan wouldn’t comply just like that. “You have to take it the way it is. In return, I’ll take all your punishments without protest.”
“And how do I know you won’t regret this deal two months from now?”
“I won’t. I promise.”
“And you expect me to take your word for it?”
“Just do it, Jonathan. I’m giving you the control here.”
“While taking some of it away.”
My lips part.
“What? You think I haven’t figured out your angle, wild one?” He smiles in that proud way he showed me at the dinner table yesterday. “Well played, though.”
“Is that a no?”
“It’s a yes until further notice.”
Phew.
I know I shouldn’t be triumphant yet, but it’s a step in the right direction.
“Now, open that mouth. Fucking it is long overdue.”
I swallow once before doing as I’m told. I got what I wanted. It doesn’t matter that I’m in this position. Jonathan is