Page 56 of Wicked


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I cross my arms over my chest. “I’m fed up with this hot and cold treatment. Tell me where you’re taking me.”

The anger in his eyes intensifies, and he pushes me up against the car, his huge body covering mine.

Heat slams into me as I clench my thighs together.

“You’re walking a dangerous line, angel.”

I search his dark, intense eyes. “I’m getting whiplash from you, Remy. Make up your mind. Do you want me or not?”

His nostrils flare, and a wicked smirk splits his face. “Careful. It’s a bad idea to ask questions you’re not ready to hear the answer to.”

“I want you.” I lift my chin and meet his intense gaze. “That’s all I know. What do you want?”

“I want you to get in the fucking car,” he growls.

“Then tell me where we’re going.”

“It’s a surprise.” He grabs my wrist and yanks me toward the car door. “Get. In. I won’t ask again.” He releases my wrist, glaring at me as he opens the door.

I don’t know why I feel so disobedient, but I run into the wooded area near the driveway instead of getting in.

“Ella!” he growls my name like a feral animal. “Don’t make me chase you.”

My heart rate kicks up as I sprint through the forest, enjoying the feel of the wind rushing through my hair. I laugh, feeling free.

What’s the worst that can happen?

I want him to chase me. I want him to react and stop ordering me about. Spank me. Kiss me. Fuck me. I want everything from him, but I’m unsure how to get it.

The thud of heavy footsteps chasing me makes me sprint harder.

“Stop!” he shouts.

I dodge around a tree and head in a different direction, rushing away from him. “No!”

“Fuck!”

I can hear him getting closer, and fear and excitement heighten at the thought of him catching me. My fantasies have become darker and more perverse the longer we play this game.

Suddenly, his arms wrap around my waist, lifting me off the ground. “Big mistake,” he says, his tone dark.

I squeal as he throws me down onto my back in the forest. His huge body covering mine as he pins me to the ground, nostrils flaring and jaw hard set. He’s angry and turned on.

“What the fuck do you think you’re playing at?” He asks.

I lick my lips as I feel his cock hard and pressed against my center. “I don’t like being ordered about.”

“Liar,” he purrs, lifting the hem of my skirt. “I can see how wet you are through your fucking panties. You love it.”

I arch my back at his touch. “Remy,” I breathe his name. “I want you.”

His jaw clenches. “Come with me in the car, and we’ll work this out.”

“What is there to work out?” I arch further, grinding myself on him. “We both know what we want.” I challenge.

He shakes his head and wraps a palm around my throat, squeezing hard enough to restrict my oxygen. “You’re poking a fucking bear, Ella. Careful. I have no intention of taking your virginity out here like a feral animal.” He releases my throat.

I lick my lips. “But you intend to take it?”

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