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“Do you enjoy fucking with me, Sophia?” Knox growls. It’s too dark to really see him, but I can feel his hot breath against my ear.
I’m ashamed that it makes me wet. I’m ashamed that the way he manhandles me does nothing but turn me on.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, standing up straighter, attempting to act like he doesn’t affect me.
His lips flatten, his eyes are cold, his arms caging me in. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.” He’s glaring at me.
“I’m here with a friend, Knox. I’m allowed to have friends,” I say, briefly wondering if he can hear my heart pounding in my chest.
“A friend wouldn’t look at you like that. He wouldn’t touch you like that,” he seethes, his nostrils flaring.
“You’re delusional,” I tell him, turning my head so I don’t have to look at him anymore.
His fingers grip my chin, forcing me to look into his hard eyes. “I’ll kill him.”
I roll my eyes. “You can’t kill a guy because I’m on a date with him. I’m not your property. Not to mention, you’re here on a date.”
“You’re mine, Sophia. You know it and I know it.” His face inches closer to mine, and my pulse quickens.
“I’m not yours.” I’m amazed that my false sense of bravado is still holding strong.
“You are, whether you’ll admit it or not. I bet you’re soaking wet right now thinking of all the things I could do to you.” His hand travels down from my chin to my neck, putting just a slight amount of pressure around it.
It should make me disgusted. I should shove away. I’m fucking crazy because the only thing I can think about is fucking him right here in this dark hallway while my date waits for me in the other room.
“You put on this fucking sexy dress just to rub it in my face. You’re playing games with me,” he says, brushing his lips against my ear.
“I don’t play games. That’s you.”
His grip around my neck tightens, and my heart rate skyrockets. My traitorous body arches against him.
I can feel how hard he is through his pants; his body is pressed up against mine so close that I feel like I could combust just from the contact.
“Do you want me to kiss you? Fuck you right here in this hallway? Are you wet just thinking about it?” he growls against my ear, and my body trembles in response.
He makes a subtle move, rubbing himself against me… he knows what he’s doing.
“No,” I lie.
His mouth moves from my ear to my lips, brushing them against mine. If I moved, even the slightest little bit, they would be pressed against each other.
“You’re a terrible fucking liar,” he says, and I pull my bottom lip between my teeth, his gaze flicking down towards the movement.
My breathing is heavy. I can hear my heartbeat in my ears. His hand loosens its grip on my neck, his fingers sprawling out to push my head back, exposing my bare neck.
“The things I would do to you,” he whispers, just barely loud enough for me to hear.
“Then do them,” I challenge.
His eyes that were just filled with lust, turn hard. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He smirks.
He leans down, and I feel his tongue graze my neck. I close my eyes, savoring the moment, breathing more rapidly.
His hand travels up my bare thigh––inside of my dress.
I’m about to come, right here in the middle of this gala, just from him touching me.
I gasp when his fingers trail the outside of my soaking wet panties. “Knox.” I groan.
