Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 339(@300wpm)
She is so wounded. There is so much anger brewing in her. It touches something in me, lights it up, and makes it come to life.
She cranes her neck to look over my shoulder and tips her head to the side. “Wow. You really are alone. What, did Miss Senator’s Daughter decide you weren’t good enough?” she asks, folding her arms and smiling for the first time all night.
“Don’t start that shit just because you’re jealous,” I fire back.
“Jealous?” Her laughter rings out but it’s too loud, almost forced. She’s trying too hard.
“Give me a fucking break,” I snarl when her laughter uncorks the anger I’ve tried to bottle up. “What, I don’t have eyes? I couldn’t see you watching us?”
“If you’re paying attention to me,” she retorts, “you couldn’t have been paying very close attention to her. No wonder she told you to get lost.”
“She didn’t.”
“She should have.”
“Stop lying to yourself. It’s pathetic,” I snap, backing her into the room, kicking the door closed behind me. “We both know you like it when I touch you.”
“You mean when you force me to do things? When you blackmail me?” She shuffles backward when I move toward her, the hunter stalking my prey.
“I’m not forcing you to like it, am I?” I murmur, watching her face change, watching pure bitterness touch her eyes, narrowing them, making her cheeks flush. Every ragged breath she takes makes her tits rise and fall so temptingly.
When the backs of her legs hit the bed, she has nowhere else to go, and I take advantage of that by lunging at her, surprising her into falling backward until she’s propped up by her elbows.
“You come every single time.” Leaning down, my hands on either side of her body, I whisper, “Tonight, I’ll make you come as many times as I want to. And there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
FOURTEEN
Elliana
It feels like forever, lying back on my elbows, staring up into his eyes. I meet his gaze without blinking, without flinching, because I won’t let him see my fear. I won’t make it that easy.
An eternity locked in a silent battle. Him smirking, me trying not to shake.
“You can try,” he murmurs, the sound something between a growl and caress. “Go ahead. Try to stop me. I could use the laugh.”
“You think you’re intimidating?” Somehow, I even laugh a little while my insides go hot as lava. It’s his nearness. It’s the reminder of what he’s been able to do to my body before now.
And what he could do again.
A brief, nasty smile tips the corners of his mouth upward. “I’m not trying to be intimidating, but I can be if that’s what you want.” Dipping his head lower, he brushes his lips ever so slightly over my neck, just enough to make goosebumps cover my skin. “It’s up to you.”
“If it’s up to me, you would get off me.” No, he would rather grab my wrists and give them a quick tug, pulling my elbows from under me, making me land flat on my back. My hands are above my head before I know what’s happening, wrists pinned by one of his hands.
“You sure about that?” His free hand slithers under my tank top, closing over one of my boobs. Like magic, my nipple hardens, and he laughs. “That’s what I thought. Why do you bother lying to yourself? You know you love this.”
The worst part? When he rolls his hips to grind his thick erection against my pussy, I can’t pretend he’s wrong. It feels too good—the friction, the heat. A flood is starting to build, and it’s going to be intense once it’s released.
But there’s still a tiny part of me that doesn’t want to make it easy for him. Maybe I need to be able to tell myself I didn’t make it easy. I need to keep my dignity so I can look at myself in the mirror afterward.
So even though I have to fight the urge to grind against him so I can ease the pressure that’s building in my core, I force a laugh. “Is that what you need to tell yourself so you feel like a big, hot man? Maybe the senator’s daughter decided you weren’t man enough for her, so now you have to prove it to yourself?”
The words are barely out of my mouth when I know I’ve made a mistake. I took it too far. Something races across his face, something dark and dangerous.
My heart starts pounding painfully while his grip on my wrists tightens until I feel my bones grinding together. “Is that what you think happened? I think we both know it’s not. I mean…”
Need explodes between my legs when he grinds harder, driving himself against me until I can barely hold back a whimper. “You come like a faucet when I touch you. But let’s talk about the senator’s daughter. You sure were paying attention to us tonight. Why were you staring at us and clocking every move?”