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“What? No, I mean, our relationship wasn’t even about that,” I murmur.
“No shit. What was it about then?”
“It started out as a friendship. We–we met here, at the university. We were hired on the same day. We hit it off, and requested apartments in the same building. We were both alone, and glad we found someone we got along with. For a while we were really just friends, and honestly we should have left it at that.”
His eyes narrow more with every word that leaves my mouth.
“Give me the entire story,” he demands, pushing against my rising walls.
“Why? You won’t believe me anyway. You always choose to believe the worst about me. If I’m not a gold-digger I must be a vile spy, and if I’m not that either, I’m screwing other men behind your back.”
“I’m not saying you’re screwing Rossi.” He touches his forehead to mine, breathing my scent in. When he speaks, he does it in a pained whisper. “I’m worried that maybe you’re still in love with him.”
I open my mouth to speak, but words don’t come out. I’m so mesmerized by the tone of his voice. My parted lips reach for him, wanting to taste him, mindlessly wanting to assure him what he just said is preposterous, but I stop myself at the last minute, which earns me a frustrated groan from Micah.
“So it’s true.” The words rip from his throat.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
His lips pull into a smirk, then low laughter vibrates from his chest, but it’s devoid of amusement. It’s bitter and a bit spiteful.
“Ridiculous, yes? That’s what I am to you.”
“What do you want from me, Micah?” I search those gunpowder eyes for answers, but there’s so much mystery in them, that all I get is more questions.
“I thought I made it clear, Eva.” His hand wraps slowly around my neck while the other one rests against the locker next to my head. “I want to be with you all the fucking time, day in and day out. I want your secrets, and not only those you keep from the world.” His tone drops to a mesmerizing depth. “I want those you keep from yourself, too.”
His hand snakes down my throat to my chest and my stomach as if he wants to take full possession of my body. My lips part, my chest rising faster the lower he goes, but I don’t try to stop him. Partly because I know he’ll get what he wants anyway. And partly because I fucking love the sound of his voice and every word that comes out of his mouth, charged with cruel intentions.
He slips his hand under my skirt, his fingers grazing their way up my pantyhose until he reaches the apex of my thighs. Then, without warning, he cups my pussy hard.
“I want to hammer this cunt with my cock until I’m all you can think of. I want to fuck the memory of all other men from your system while you scream my name.”
“What the hell, Micah,” I whisper, but I can’t bring myself to tell him to stop. And even if I could, all I get to do is inhale sharply when his fingers tear into my pantyhose, then grab my panties and pull up, the fabric slipping between the lips of my pussy. But instead of going rough on my clit, the lace glides smoothly because of how my arousal creamed it.
All it took was the sound of his voice, the intense look in his eyes and his possessive declarations to make me go gaga. If he goes on at this pace, I’m going to fall in love with him like a stupid little idiot.
“Yesterday, I let you have your wicked way with me, Professor. Today, I’ll have mine with you. And I’ll make you pay for the blue balls you gave me.”
He speaks close to my mouth, his breath hot on my lips. I’m dying to kiss him, but all I do is stare at his mouth, resisting the craving in my lower belly. I can’t do this. I couldn’t bear it if he turned his head and refused the kiss. Or maybe I should just go for it, if only to ruin this incredible chemistry we have. But what if that doesn’t happen, and I’ll just end up on my knees in front of him, letting him deep-throat me again. The way he did so many other girls before me.
Picturing him with other women here in the hidden area of the university punches me in the gut.
“You’re used to making women lose their heads for you, Micah Royales. But you never forced anyone to sleep with you.”
“I’m not forcing you either.”
“Shall I take that as a promise?”
He leans his head back to look down at my face.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because I want to know if you’ll stop when I say no.”
“Oh, you won’t say no.”
I push out my chin more. He grips it between two fingers, a smirk on his face. “It’s adorable how you always do this when you’re fighting yourself. Acting all defiant.”
