Page 102 of Pretty Twisted Games


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"Then please," she ran her hand through my hair again, massaging my head. "Please do this for me. We don't even...." she paused, inhaling a breath, "we don't even have to have sex. We could just be friends or--"

I jerked back, standing on my feet, snarling. "If I do this for you, I'm getting all of the benefits that come with it."

"Fine," she growled out, jumping to her feet, her own fierceness coming out. "Then do whatever you want to me. I just need this from you."

"Why now? What made you change your mind?"

“Because I want to.”

“You’re a child.”

“I’m old enough.”

“Still. A child.”

“You could take me, right here, right now, and you wouldn't get in trouble with the police.”

I snapped, losing all control. My hand went to her throat, and I shoved her back onto the desk. "I'm not worried about the police. I'm trying to protect you."

"Then you needn’t bother." There was a fire in her gaze, a determination.

"Show me," I demanded.

"Wha--at?"

"Show me. You said I don't need to protect you. Prove it."

"H--how?"

"You tell me."

She stilled, staring into my eyes, and I could see her gather her fierceness to her. She put her hand to mine on her throat. But, instead of pulling it away, like I expected, she closed over it, tightening it.

"Hurt me." A blush spread across perfect cheeks, red and stunningly beautiful. "Hurt me and I'll tell you if I like it."

I stared at her for a long moment, trying to keep my control. Trying not to impale her on my cock right here and now.

At my dark expression, her thighs at my waist tightened. Trying to trap me.

I studied her fingers, clasping mine on her neck.

The eager inhale and exhale of her breath.

The flutter of her pulse at her throat.

She was a little bit scared, but more excited.

The perfect line where I lived to exist.

"Please, Rook," her voice sweet like pouring honey. "I want you to teach me."

A sound roared in my ears and all control fell away. I wanted to teach her.

All the things I could show her.

I tightened my hold over her throat, enough to make it uncomfortable. She swallowed but, otherwise, didn't move. I took in a deep breath, making a choice.

“Loosen your hair.”

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