Page 134 of Dancing for the Devil


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“I just wanted to taste you! Okay? Is that what you wanted to hear?” I shout into his face, angry that he has me admitting my stupid, unfathomable emotions.

“I wanted to know what you tasted like and I’m sorry if you thought that was my way of bating you, but it wasn’t. It was just me, being a complete idiot,” I say, averting my gaze as I sigh, my skin heating all over as he soaks in my words.

He’s silent for a while, his gaze still burning holes into my face as I look away. When I turn to speak to him again, he silences me by placing his hand over my mouth.

Here we go again...

“If you behave like you’re supposed to and stop trying anything funny, then I will give you the pleasure that you’re seeking,” he bends to lick a trail up my throat, my skin igniting instantly.

“That means no trickery, no random kissing when I’m trying to control you. And no coercing my mother. That will only get you killed sooner,” he snaps, my blood boiling in my skin as my words of rebuttal rush to my lips.

He presses his hand down harder when he feels my mouth open in denial, his forehead pressing against mine.

“I mean it, Lori. Be a good girl and you’ll get what you want,” he says, shoving away from me after he says the words.

When he leaves the room, he doesn’t just leave me in my usual silent loneliness, he leaves me in complete confusion.

Because what exactly do I want?

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