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It’s easy for my mind to switch gears completely. From lustful fool to top predator. I settle into my skin, feeling at home.ThisI know.Thisis when I’m truly in full control.
“I gave you a head start, but you can’t hide. I will find you. Better start praying I’ll show mercy when I do.”
I stalk into the dining room and see her scamper through the tables toward the kitchen.Perfect.I can’t wait to spread her over the large counter and make her beg.
When I enter the kitchen, my heart’s pounding steadily. She’s yanking on the back door’s handle, and my mouth waters for retribution, to balance the scales. She’s broken the truce, and now betrayed me again with this double-cross.
“Knock, knock,” I chuckle, and she whips around, eyes wide and frayed. Her chest heaves and falls. Her eyes ping-pong around the room until they stop and narrow on a distant wall. I know exactly what she’s spotted, I know every inch of this place. The knives that are lined up on a magnetic strip.
“Think you’ll make it?” I taunt and see her calculation process on her face.
She makes a run for it, but I’m faster, closing the distance between us right when she reaches across the counter for a knife. I flatten her over the counter and pin her down by the neck. And for a split moment, there’s a flash of disappointment, maybe even loss, that it had to be this way.
But it’s gone as quickly as it came.
I pull a gun from my waistband and swallow down the growing lump in my throat, pressing the muzzle firmly to the back of her head.
Right above the wispy bits of hair that just minutes ago I wanted to brush aside so I could breathe in the scent of her skin.
A goddamn fool.
“Give me one good reason not to kill you right now.”
She stopped fighting my hold as soon as I put the gun to her head, but she now turns her cheek as much as she can to look back at me, a cutting glare so full of venom I can almost feel the sting. “You thought I could genuinely want you after everything you’ve done? You repulse me, Finn.”
I ignore the blow to my gut her words cause, telling myself they’re a lie, even though I’m not sure they are. “Is that supposed to make me want to kill youless?Saying that I repulse you?” I force a laugh, it’s dripping with dark bitterness.
Her eye contact never wavers. “You’re not going to kill me because you could never live with yourself if you did.”
I scoff. “I’ve killed people for much less, princess. And I sleep just fine.”
“You can tell yourself you hate me, but you don’t. You despise yourself because you can’t hate me, no matter how hard you try.” The truth in her words is a bomb in my stomach. “It’s why I was able to get so close today. Because even though I could never bring myself to fuck you, you couldn’t wait to jump at the chance.”
Another blade digs into my back, and this time, it’s one I put there myself. Because she’s right. My desire for her is holding a knife to my own throat.
But I can’t let her know that. No, she can’t know how dangerously true her words are. I reach for my belt buckle and make extra effort to ensure she can hear the clanking of metal. She flinches under me. “I should take you right here. Show you how wrong you are. How little I care.”
She laughs but there’s a barely-there wobble in her voice when she says, “You’re right,itis little.”
I growl, ripping her off the counter and shoving her shoulder down. “Get on your fucking knees, Effie. And watch your mouth before I fill it.” I flick the gun between her and the ground, and she drops to her knees, a cocksure smirk flitting on her lips.
“Go ahead, Finn. Force me to give you a blowjob at gunpoint. I couldn’t possibly hate you more than I already do. So go ahead, because apparently the only way you can get a girl to touch you is with blackmail or a gun.” She licks her lips, then holds open her mouth, tongue out, welcoming, but the menace in her eyes is pure and unadulterated.
I look at her wet tongue and mouth, open and ready for me. I could so easily slide my cock between her ruby-red lips and make her choke as I ruthlessly fuck her. Her eyes would water when I force myself all the way to the back of her throat until she gags. Then I’d make her swallow me down, every fucking drop.
I could.
But I don’t.
Instead, I tuck the gun back into my pants and step over to the back door. Entering the code on a keypad, it unlocks, and I open it. “Get the fuck out.”
She looks over her shoulders at me warily but slowly rises to her feet. She takes tentative steps toward me and freedom as if it’s a trap.
“Go.” I say bitterly
She hurries out after that, but when she’s a few paces away, I call, “So long as we’re clear…” She pauses and looks back at me. “Whatever happens next: you only have yourself to blame.”
1.Houndin—Layto |
