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He takes slow, measured steps towards me. His eyes track me with the instincts of a predator. I hold my ground as long as I can, but eventually take a step back to stop our chests from touching.
When he speaks, his voice comes out deadly. “Do you enjoy getting in my way?”
I’d been rubbing my palms on my jeans to dull the ache of the fall, but my head snaps up at his words.
“Do I enjoy getting in your way?” I repeat, incredulously.
“You heard me. Everywhere I turn, there you are. Did you want to watch me fuck her? Is that why you didn’t leave?” His smile is mean. “If you wanted a show sweetheart, all you had to do was ask.”
“There’s no amount of money in this world that could get me to willingly come near you or your disease ridden dick.” I’m irate now. “And last time I checked, you’re the one who has a girl ready and willing to fuck you over there, one that you left behind so utyoucould run afterme. Not the other way around.” I shove him back to add emphasis to my declaration.
That move backfires because the moment I put my hands on him, I hesitate. My palms come into contact with the defined muscles of his torso and my brain misfires. My hands want to explore the hard ridges of his chest, running my fingers along the ridges of his muscles.
He looks down at my hands on his chest and quirks a dark brow. “Is that so? Because it’s your hands that are feeling me up, not mine.”
I shove him for real this time. “You disgust me.”
Somehow, that has his eyes darkening even further. They’re completely black now and spitting venom in my direction.
His hand shoots out, his long fingers wrapping around my throat.
I freeze. He steps closer, bending my neck completely backwards in the process. The position forces me to look into his eyes. I feel his hot breath on my face.
“So submissive. You’re not even fighting me back.” He says, the approval clear in his husky voice.
Logically, I know I should do something but I’m trapped in his gaze. His head dips and he runs his lips up the side of my face. I shudder.
“I’m going to punish you.” He says, before dropping to a sitting position on the bed. His arms wrap around my waist, bringing me with him as he moves, before he bends me over his lap.
“What are you doing?” I ask, frantic. I try to look back, but he pins me down with an arm across my back so I can’t move.
His other hand grips my dress and yanks it to my hips, revealing my bare ass in a black thong.
“Rogue, stop.” I beg, but he doesn’t hear me.
His eyes are locked on my ass, the look on his face savage with lust as his hand comes down to gently caress the curve of my cheek.
The tender touch lasts a split second before he roughly fists his fingers around a handful of my ass. My breath hitches, the sound exploding in the silence as my eyes go wide.
His resounding groan comes out painful. “You’ve got such a hot ass. I could spend hours just playing with your cheeks.” His mouth comes down to whisper in my ear as his hand grips my ass, releases it, then mercilessly grabs another section. “It’s fucking distracting. The way you sway your hips and shake your ass as you walk by.” His words are harsh against my ear. “Are you doing it for me, sweetheart? Is it to get my attention?”
I fight through the fog of physical sensations to bite out a response. “It’s-It’s not for you.”
His dark gaze is devoid of any emotion as he pulls back, and for the first time since he walked in, fear fills my lungs and suffocates the oxygen in my body.
“What– Oh!” A strangled cry falls from my lips as his hand makes contact with my ass in a hard slap He rubs the tender area once, disarmingly, before his hand comes down again.
I squeal. He brings his hand down another time, the blows coming in quick succession and rooting me to the spot in shock. The contact sends pain, followed by bolts of unexpected, inexplicable pleasure shooting through my skin.
He bends over my back, whispering cruelly into my ear. “Who the fuck is it for then?”
It feels so filthy to be like this; bent over his lap, with my dress up and my ass on display. The door is unlocked and someone could walk in at any moment.
Smack!
His hand comes down again, with the hardest strike yet. “Answer me.”
I say the first name that comes to my mind.
