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My cock strains against my shorts. A rush of heat flows between us, radiating from the palm of her hand. With one hand, I grip the T-shirt to make the fabric taut, and slice it down the center with the knife, the only thing anchoring me from succumbing to the spell she has no idea she’s cast over me.
The air between us thickens. Her eyes heat as she glares up at me, the gasoline that feeds the flames of desire incinerating my insides.
I could have let them take her. I could have done exactly what she said. But I didn’t. I chose her over retribution when I swore to myself that her only purpose was to help me avenge Mom’s murder.
I betrayed my family. I ignored my responsibilities.
And I hate what she makes me feel…that she makes me feel at all.
But what I hate more is how I makeherfeel.
The longer I stare at her, the tighter my throat gets and the harder it is to pull in air.
“You’re crazy,” she murmurs, making no attempt to push me away.
“I am.” I cut off her shorts and her panties. Scraps of slashed fabric fall to the floor. I slide the arms of the t-shirt off her trembling shoulders. “Be very fucking afraid.”
Her back slams against the wall. I lock her against it with my leg and my free hand. She’s got nowhere to twist, nowhere to run.
She’s mine for the taking.
And I want her. All of her.
The realization jolts me like I just grabbed the end of a livewire.
She never deserved this. She’s a victim of other peoples’ life choices, including mine.
I should set her free.
But the hunger in her gaze tells me she doesn’t want to go.
And I don’t want to be without her.
“You can’t just screw me when the mood strikes, when you’re angry and you need a release. We all have issues we need to get over, things that eat away at us and torment us. You need to find a different way to deal with your rage.”
“You’re not fighting me right now.”
I gently drag the serrated edge of the knife down the center of her torso. Short, shaky breaths slip from her mouth, her widened eyes dropping to my hand.
A shock of adrenaline blasts through me as her body stiffens.
“Don’t hurt me.” Her shuddering whisper ignites sparks of lust deep in my groin. My cock jerks, straining against the fabric of my shorts, aching to sink into her tight pussy again.
I graze the side of her torso, sliding the blade farther down to her thighs.
She sucks air in through her teeth when the knife glides between them, making her ride the fine line between pleasure and fear. Her head slams back against the window, body stiff as though she realizes the need to obey my unspoken command.
I bring my free hand to her slit, a smile lifting my lips when her slick juices coat my fingers, her body’s way of telling me that she may be scared, but she aches for my torment.
Tiny mewls break the silence. I drop to my knees, desperate for a taste of her panic. The tang of her juices hits my tongue. I separate her plump lips and sweep my tongue over her clit, nipping it fast and hard. Her body quakes, her hands fist my hair as I work her pussy with my mouth, still driving my fingers deep. With one hand, I slide the knife down the back of her thigh before bringing it back around to her front.
Her breaths become ragged, chest heaving under my mouth’s carnal assault. She shivers as the steel blade taunts her, so close to her pussy, the threat of what I might do next hanging over like a guillotine blade.
She tugs at my hair, damn near pulling it out of my scalp with her monster grip. But the pain doesn’t stop me. Nothing can. This pussy is mine, and I want to take my time worshipping it.
Violent tremors tear through her as she thrusts her hips against my mouth, fucking my greedy tongue. I drink her in, each drop fueling me with a fierce desire to make her mine, to own her —
body, soul,andmind.
