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My hands fall to my sides just as my breathing picks up. I ask in a flirty tone, “Show you what?”
Brandon angles his head, eyes tight with intent as he watches me. “Show me how you want me to touch you. Take off everything.”
My heart rate climbs.
“You do it for me,” seeps from my lips, shocking even myself.
Brandon clenches his jaw and balls his fists. “I’ll tear every fabric from your body and bruise your skin,” he grates out. “Is that what you want, little artist? For me to manhandle you? Rip into you, make you scream? Is that what your ex-boyfriend did?”
His aggression should scare me, but it only arouses my body, triggering a multicolored stream beneath my skin.
“I’m a virgin,” I confess in a soft voice, not even trying to hide the lust.
Satisfaction crosses his face, and he inches forward. “You think telling me that will make me gentle? I’ll never be gentle with you. Once I touch you, I won’t be able to stop unless someone restrains me.”
Run, Kayla. Something’s loose in Brandon’s mind.
I don’t listen to Doreen’s faint voice of warning. Instead, my underwear is turning moist, and I’m shuddering with need.
“I’m not afraid of you, Brandon,” I declare, near breathless. “Touch me.”
Lust glazes over his eyes.
Excited gasps rush from my lips when Brandon charges forward.
My heart hammers with anticipation as he fills the space between us.
I think he’ll pause like last time.
Perhaps walk away.
Electricity shoots through my veins when Brandon erases the few inches and clutches my throat, backing me up to the wall.
Scream, Doreen’s voice implores.
But I don’t want to.
He’s not squeezing hard enough to block air from reaching my lungs. It’s still rough, though. Possibly, I’ve been so desperate for his touch that I’ll take whatever he’s giving.
This dangerous boy and his dominance thrill me to the core. Indeed, something is wrong with me.
Brandon growls as he studies my features, thumb pressing against my racing pulse.
His other hand roughly pinches my pebbled nipples through my shirt, making me whimper and groan like a nympho.
Disappointment rocks me when he stops, but my sensors fire off again as he shoves his hand under my skirt and parts my thighs.
“Uhh!” I yelp from a shock of pleasure when he palms me through my boy shorts.
Brandon isn’t saying a word, only grunting.
Eyes dark with wild desire, he watches my face as he voraciously rubs my folds, turning me slick with arousal.
“Ah…” I’m fighting for air and shivering in sexual heat as an orgasm builds.
Oh my god. This is crazy.
Doreen would be disappointed.
