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It’s as involuntary as the way my legs fall open.
No willpower. My legs openlike he’s said the magic words.
“Yes,” he hisses. “Wider.”
Now that I’ve already given in, andGodwhatamIdoing,it’s easier to open my knees until they hit the sides of the window seat.
“So.” I don’t dare open my eyes. If I do, I might…I don’t know. Jump up and run away. Or worse, jump up and run straight at Jameson. His hot voice in the air makes the softness between my legs slicker by the second. Because…oh, no, because… “You’re enjoying yourself.”
“I’mnot. You’re wrong.” My voice drops, and instead of hiding the tears building behind my close eyelids, it makes me sound like a liar. It makes me sound like I need this. This isn’t what I need. This is cruelty, because all this waiting is driving me out of my mind. “It’s just—it’s—”
“You were never anyone’s good girl before?”
“I was never anyone’shostage, asshole.”
“Your body doesn’t mind being my hostage. That’s why you’re so wet.”
I let out a groan and ignore the fact that I very much want to look at him now. I very much want to see if Jameson’s as flushed and turned on as I am.
Wrongly.This is the wrong response to being in this situation.
“The silver lining is,” he continues, as if we’re sitting across from each other at a coffee shop or a diner or a cute little café for a lunch date, “you don’thaveto be embarrassed. I’m making you do this. You don’t have a choice.”
My thighs jerk, like they’re going to close and shut him out—shut his gaze out, at least—but I don’t let it happen. I don’t want to repeat this process again. Him, convincing me instead of using his hands like a real kidnapper.
What am I saying? Heisa real kidnapper.
I get even wetter. A droplet of desire trickles down and down and down, and I hope he doesn’t see it. I hope he doesn’t notice.
A low laugh says hedoes. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, demon girl. Lots of powerful women like when someone else is in control.”
“I’m not a powerful woman.” The tears aren’t because I’m mortified, though I am. They’re because I wantmore. As much as I try to fight it, themorethat I want is more Jameson. I want this to escalate until it reaches the peak, whatever that peak is. If I can survive it, then maybe I can go back to my life. “I wasn’t even powerful enough to escape you.”
“Oh, but you were so brave to try. You’re my perfect demon girl.”
“Stop,” I whisper. “This isn’t fair.”
“Nothing in life isfair.” I startle at the shift in his tone. “Open your eyes.”
I do.
Jameson hasn’t moved. He’s leaned toward me, as if he’s on the edge of his control. Fear moves over my skin in a fresh wave of goose bumps. Heat follows it. Is that my body protecting me from freaking out? I’m so scared of him, and he’s so gorgeous. I want him to let me go, and I want to hear his voice. I want to know what makes the sharp, hungry smile on his face turn broad and happy.
I have my answer. Jameson’s flushed, too. There’s color in his cheeks, made more obvious by the black T-shirt. Green eyes glitter, dark in the gentle light of his cabin.
He hasn’t turned the lights up all the way. I’m not tied to a chair under a single bulb.
But he…
He likes this.
Jameson adjusts himself. The bulge in his pants is obvious, now that I’ve noticed.
“Are you…” My tongue feels thick and clumsy around the question. “Are you going to have sex with me?”
His eyes trail down over my body, slow. I could almost believe he hasn’t been staring at me all this time. “Not yet.”
“Why not?”
