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I know it. He knows it.
That’s why his smug gaze never leaves mine, his smile turning more and more self-satisfied as he drags his fingers up my pussy.
“What do we have here?” He purrs as he brings his fingers up to the light and inspects them. “Looks like I was right. Again.”
He lowers his hand and wipes his fingers against my lips before bowing his head and claiming them in a heated kiss. His tongue traces the wetness left behind by his fingers, licking up my arousal before his teeth bite into my lower lip.
I'm frozen. I have been since he caught me off guard and kissed me. It seems stupid now, but given how he'd been careful not to kiss me in our first couple hookups, I hadn't been expecting it.
I'm still processing it when his mouth comes back down on mine in a carnal attack. His tongue seeks mine out, coaxing me into sparring with him much like we do with our words. I'm so lost in the arousal of the moment, I can't do anything but moan.
It's the sound of my moan in the empty library that changes the pace of the entire moment. His hand curls around my nape and uses the hold to deepen the kiss, claiming my lips in a brutal kiss. His hands grab my waist and pull me against him as his tongue thrusts into my mouth. He's devouring me, the sounds we're both making animalistic to my own ears. I'm losing my head, desire fogging my brain and making me lean into the kiss.
It's everything all at once. Rage. Passion. Disdain. Lust. Resentment. It's all-consuming and terrifying, my brain and body yielding to the onslaught of feeling.
His groan reverberates loudly in my mouth and vibrates in my bones. One of his hands moves to clutch my hip, bringing me closer to him so I’m rubbing against his erection.
Tentatively, I tilt my hips upwards once, stroking up his length and back down.
“Fuck.” His voice sounds desperate. As desperate as his hands gripping me, roaming along my curves before twisting around my body and gripping my ass.
He drops his face into the crook of my neck with a moan, his hands massaging and kneading my flesh.
“You should taste yourself, Bell. You taste so fucking good.” He pants against my neck before sucking my pulse point. "Every single part of you."
My eyes roll back into my head at the feel of his tongue licking and sucking my neck. He’s going to leave a hickey if he’s not careful.
His fingers wrap around the band of my panties and I know what comes next. I cover his hand with mine, pausing to stare at the contrast. His massive, mine small. His tattooed and veiny, mine tanned but otherwise unblemished.
“What are you doing?” I ask him urgently. “We can’t do this again here.” I say, desperately trying to stop him. “Someone might see.”
His head snaps up, his dark, lust-filled gaze meeting mine as his fingers roam down my legs and back up until they reach my panties. He traces a finger along the seam, teasing me, making me lose my mind. “You think I’d let anyone see you like this?” He growls. “I’d fucking kill them.”
His words are absolute and I know they’re a promise, not a threat. Without another word, he rips my panties off my body in a savage move I’ve come to expect. There’s something about how he is with me. He’s predatory and aggressive in his movements, shredding anything standing in his way, especially something as flimsy as a piece of lacy fabric.
He brings my ripped panties up to his nose and takes a deep inhale, his eyes glazing over with lust. My heart races in my chest as we silently stare at each other. He fists my panties tightly in his hand before shoving them in his back pocket.
His fingers find their way back to my pussy and his index enters me in a decisive thrust. My back bows off the table at the intrusion, my body searching for contact.
I try to sit up, to grab him and bring him closer to me. He pushes me back down mercilessly, pinning both of my wrists in one hand as he fingers me.
“You’re so pretty spread out for me like this. Taking everything I have to give you like a little slut."
“D-don’t call me that.” I gasp out between waves of pleasure.
“Why not?” His pace increases, his rhythm furious now. “You’re a good little slut for me. Only for me.”
He knows exactly what to say to send my body into overdrive. I have no idea why his cruel words and filthy insults are fuel on the fire building inside me, powering the building climax within me.
Buzzing breaks through the thick fog of lust as I realize my phone is ringing next to me. I turn my head towards the sound and see Jeremy's name across my screen.
At the same time, Rogue plunges a second then a third finger into me and I scream.
I’m stretched so full.
He pumps into me savagely, giving me no chance to breathe let alone think. I turn back towards him and see his gaze is fixed on the screen. His eyes are completely black and terrifying. It’s the look he gets when he’s about to get violent.
“Answer it.”
