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“How do you feel when you see them?” I drag a finger across her jaw, my cock hard again, which shouldn’t be a surprise with how close I am to the one I desire most. “Be honest.”
“Safe,” she admits quickly. “But I shouldn’t feel safe.”
My hands land on her hips, bunching the shirt in my fist so I can control myself and not slide my hands under it. I don’t think she’d appreciate that. Not yet.
“Why? You’re the safest you’ve ever been. I won’t let anything happen to you.” I inch closer, waiting for her to tell me to stop moving. I feel her body trembling against me, her breath shaking with every exhale that leaves her mouth.
Not wanting to risk another second, I close the distance, pressing our lips together at last. Something inside me shifts; an intricate part of my being, my life, my love, everything I’ve ever learned, everything I was built to be, is different with her lips on mine.
They give, soft and pliant, unsure yet curious, and I devour her uncertainty. It is victorious.
I control the kiss, taking her chin between my fingers, sliding my tongue between her lips, and sighing into her mouth when the velvet glides against mine.
“Fuck,” I mutter, explosions going off behind my eyes.
She feels better than any dream I’ve ever conjured in my mind.
She whimpers, finally opening herself up to me, digging her nails into my chest as she leans into the kiss.
I knew she’d feel like this.
Like mine.
All fucking mine.
I growl, sliding my hand around the back of her head. I want more.
She shoves me away, our lips ripping apart, and then the slap of her palm meeting my cheek sounds.
And it only turns me on more.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” she warns. “I won’t let you manipulate me.”
I lean down to whisper in her ear, “I won’t need to manipulate you. I’ll have your heart soon enough, Mable. Just wait and see.”
“Don’t count it.”
“Oh, it’s the one thing I am counting on.” Without picking up my towel, I walk into the bedroom and turn to look over my shoulder. “Get ready, Sweetness. We have work to do today.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you.”
I stalk forward, pinning her against the wall again, my cock pressing against her thigh hard, and I’m not apologetic about it. “You’ll go where I will tell you to go, Mable. If you ever want to see home again.”
Fear flashes across her eyes, and I hate that I put it there. I also hate the hope I’ve caused her, as she’ll never go home again.
I’ll do what I have to do.
Whether she likes it or not, this is her home now.
I’mher home.
Chapter Seven
Mable
I don’t understand what is going on. I don’t know what hold this man has over me, but I don’t know how I can accept him.
I want to, the darkest parts of me want to, but it’s unreasonable, unrealistic, and dangerous. My lips still tingle from the kiss, and the image of him naked plays rent-free in my mind, which it shouldn’t, but with a body like that, I don’t know how to stop the images from assaulting me.
