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I don’t give out first chances, let alone second ones.
My hand shoots out and purposefully knocks the bottle, spilling it in her lap.
She doesn’t scream or jump out of her seat.
She doesn’t pick up the bottle, stopping the still spilling water.
She just gasps and looks down.
She stays seated.
Slowly, she brings her gaze back up to mine.
“Have you had enough now?”
Lifting my hand, I thread my fingers through her ponytail, playing with the strands of her silky hair as I touch her for the second time.
A tiny shiver courses through her, moving from the top of her head through to the rest of her body.
My cock hardens at the sight.
She’s so reactive.
Her words fight my every attack, while her body submits to my every touch.
The animal inside me wants to exploit it.
To dig into her skin and tear into her soul and find out what makes her tick.
But her words echo the ones my father said in his study, and they have the effect of an ice cold shower on me.
They jar me back to reality.
She shouldn’t be here.
I bend at the waist, bringing my face inches from hers as I smile poisonously.
“Not even close, sweetheart. You’ll be on your knees, begging before I’m done with you.”
Twisting her hair, I wrap it around my hand and jerk her out of her seat. She gets up with a small cry, half in surprise, half in pain at the sharp tug.
Standing this close to me, I can smell her and it’s intoxicating.
A mix of amber and cloves, like the spices you smell around Christmastime. She smells like warmth and home.
Not that I know anything about either of these things.
With her back against my front and her head backwards against my shoulder, I trace my nose from the curve of her neck up through her hair.
I take a deep inhale of her scent, and it’s dizzying.
I continue dragging my nose through her hair until I reach her ear.
Bringing my mouth closer so my hot breaths hit her skin, I snarl, “I said, get up.”
I step back and drop into my seat without another word.
“I assume you’re Miss Ward.” Fletcher says, walking in at the exact same moment. “Clean up your mess and have a seat. Disrupting my class isn’t the best first impression to make, Bellamy.”
