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"I'm not leaving."
He takes a few bites of the apple and we stare at one another. He's fucking taunting me, and I don't know whether I love it or hate it. Finally, Jasper finishes his apple and tosses it in my bin before walking up to me. He lets out a breath, pushing my hair off my shoulder to reveal my collarbone. I exhale as he dips a finger in the hollow of my throat, continuing his journey from my neck to my shoulders.
"You love it when I touch you, admit it already."
"I..." I want to defy him, but I'm powerless to his touch. Only when he lifts his fingers am I capable of uttering, "I think you should get going, Jasper."
"Why, of course." He smirks again, as if he knows exactly what he's doing to me. "You really want me to leave, I'll go."
"I do," I grit out.
"Too bad I don't believe you." He places his palms on the wall either side of me, effectively caging me beneath his strong, muscular body. "I think I have a better way to prove it."
"What's that?" My gaze fills with fear. "Jasper, don't..."
"Don't what?" I don't answer, but my eyes stayed glued to his, silently begging. "I'm just going to check how wet you are between your legs. I just want to see if you want this or not. That's okay, right? You want me to do it, don't you?"
His tone is so delicious, it makes me flush. He's dangerous. There's something off about the man, and though I can't quite put my finger on it, I know he could really, really hurt me.
"I..." I say again, but this time my voice trails off into nothing.
"You don't have to say it," he mutters. "I know how hard it is to think with that pretty little head when you're this fucking horny, Petal."
I don't have time to question his strange nickname, because he flattens my body against the wall. One of his hands goes to my throat, just like in the video I was watching before. The other pulls on my pajama bottoms and my panties, and he looks down inside them with his lips inches away from mine.
"Have you been touching yourself?" His words make me flush, heat spreading from my cheeks down over my neck.
I shake my head, shooting daggers at him yet still unable to utter a single word.
"Don't lie to me. That pussy didn't get so wet all by itself..." He snatches my hand in his grip, lifting it to his lips. "I can smell your cunt on your fingers, Georgina."
"Please don’t say that." He's pushed me too far, crushing any of my limits. I wrestle from under him and point to the door with a shaky finger. "Leave. Now."
Mr. Bingley sneaks up to us, cuddling against Jasper's legs and making me look decidedly uncool in front of my failed date.
"He doesn't want me to go," Jasper mutters, then, without warning, sucks one of my fingers into his mouth. He stares right into my eyes as he licks along my fingers, sucking the tips until I have to forcibly hold my moans. My free hand’s nails dig into the flesh of my palm, and I bite my tongue so I don't make a single noise. I can't let him see what he's doing to me. I already know he'll use it to his advantage.
"I'm going to fill you up with my cum tonight," Jasper whispers in my ear and I do my best to resist the rush of adrenaline coursing through my body. "And you're going to fucking love it. You're going to beg me to do it again and again, aren't you?"
"You’re crazy." I struggle against him. He doesn't make a single move to stop me from escaping, but his muscular body is like a slab of marble. There's nowhere for me to run. So, I stay caged there, glaring at him, hoping he'll leave and fuck me at the same time.
"Why are you so fucking stubborn, Pet?" The new nickname he has for me makes my heart race. Not that I'd ever tell him that. After all, I have my reputation to protect. "You really don't want to admit it? That your cunt aches for me? That your body yearns for me? That your mind is just fucking begging to be broken in?"
"You have no idea what you're talking about." I cross my arms in front of my body, elbowing him out of the way. He takes a step back and I regret it instantly. "I want you to leave now. You've outstayed your welcome, Jasper."
"Okay then, I'll go."
Well, fuck.
I bite my lower lip in frustration and Jasper watches me with a cocky smile playing on his lips. He knows exactly what he's doing to me.
Staring at him, I watch as he slowly turns away, his hand reaching for the doorknob. A playful, almost boyish smirk plays on his lips. "Have a great life, Georgie."
