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Okay, she’d intruded on his life first, but that was just to see if hismemberwas as big as the legend said, and well, also because Giselle had dared her. Well, fuck Giselle, still, Finley’s had been an innocent little intrusion. No harm done. What he did was brazen, entitled, and just plain and outright freaking crazy.
He just stamped his psycho card with a nice big green tick.
She grabbed her keys and flew out of the house, carried forward only by her rage. Also, why did he insist on driving her home every time and then give himself the extra work of having to bring her car back? Did he live off being bossy?
Oh, she wassogoing to kill him. Arrogant Dickasaurus Head.
To say she spent the whole night prior and the rest of the day today in a daze would be an understatement. His words had echoed in her head on repeat.
Her mouth. Her pussy. Her ass.
God help her.
Her ass?
More to the point, why did everything that he said make her feel so... aroused, with overzealous butterflies fluttering around her stomach? Everything about him was just so dominant and sexy, and everything about the way he touched her was just dark and deviant.
If she had any sense regarding her virginity, she’d start off at a beginner’s level with someone like Greg Paulson or Timothy Daniels, both trust fund boys who would know only the good old-fashioned missionary position and be done with it. Easy, and she’d be 100% in control of all her faculties throughout it all.
But no, she went straight to level infinity, and now he wanted to put his cock in her butt. She groaned involuntarily as her body started to sizzle all over again.
No, that was before he had wrecked her life with his galactic-sized ego.
So now, despite her body still screaming for his touch, she had smothered its yearning and was just going to kill him for the stunt he’d pulled.
How could he do something so... so underhanded?
Keeping to the speed limit was in direct conflict with the blistering-mad way she felt, but eventually, she pulled up in front of his cabin and got ready to go to war with him.
Flinging the door open, she marched straight through to his bedroom but did a double take when she spotted him in the kitchen, drying his hands with a paper towel as he watched her come to a dead halt and then storm into the kitchen.
Why did he have to look so hot just drying his hands? And dammit, where was his shirt? And where was her common sense when her panties melted as his gaze slowly slid down her body?
No.
She wasn’t here forthatanymore. She was no longer going to let him put his cock in her mouth, her pussy, or her ass. She was here to shower him with her rage, give him a piece of her mind, and teach him about boundaries because the man clearly wasn’t taught otherwise.
"You," she said, charging toward him, her finger pointed and poised to make contact with his bare chest, where she planned to inflict him with a series of infuriated pokes.
"You overbearing, cunning Neanderthal. You had no right to do what you did. You can’t just go around controlling other people's lives like that. What freaking planet are you from? What you did was despicable and plain psychotic, and just so you know, your little stalkerish, autocratic, ridiculous stunt won’t work. So mind your own damn business and stay out of mine."
"You’re on time," he said, glancing at the clock on the wall in his kitchen, calm and collected as ever, despite being poked repeatedly in the chest with her finger while being properly castigated.
Oh crap.
She hadn’t looked at the time to realize it had been exactly twenty-four hours since he gave her his ultimatum. Was that even the right word? Ultimatum?
She put hershowing up twenty-four hours laterdown to sheer coincidence because she was not under any circumstances there to measure his dick... with her own intimate measuring tape—her body. She was there just to let him know he had made a prick move, and for what reason exactly, she would never know. Mr. Controlling Pants.
"Oh, my god.No. No, I’m not on time for anything. I'm simply here to congratulate you on being the world's biggest dick. And thank you. I think I have enough evidence to support the legend of your family."
"Are you done?" he asked, still annoyingly unfazed.
"Yes, I’m done," she said, stiffly raising her chin. "Goodbye." She turned to leave but was grabbed before she was able to take another step, and found herself pinned against his fridge.
~~~***~~~
Jagger had never feltthis way about a woman before in his whole life, and for someone like him to admit it, was something else. He preferred to be alone, and like all the other McCoy men before him, he portrayed as much emotion as a log of wood. Although that didn’t mean they weren't dangerous breeds of men when they wanted to be.
