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Every instinct inside me is telling me to fight. To slam the side of my hand into this predator’s throat and put him on his knees before he can swallow me whole. But I smother all of those instincts and instead just straighten so that I’m no longer leaning against the wall at least.
Rico stops a single stride in front of me. Even though I’m slightly above average height, he still towers over me. I tilt my head back and meet his gaze. That wicked smirk still plays over his lips as he watches me.
From outside the room, thuds and clanks sound as Jace and Kaden continue going through the rest of my apartment.
With a knowing glint in his eyes, Rico holds up the purple lace panties in front of my face. Then he drops them on the floor between us. His eyes remain locked on mine.
“Pick it up,” he commands, the complete authority in his voice vibrating against my skin.
I hold his gaze for another second while suppressing the overwhelming urge to crush his windpipe.
Then I slowly lower myself to my knees.
Since he is standing so close to me, I barely manage to accomplish the move, and end up kneeling with my back and the soles of my feet pressed against the wall. My fingers curl around the lace fabric, squeezing it far harder than necessary. Then I start pushing myself upwards again.
A strong hand lands on my shoulder, shoving me back down on the floor.
“I told you to pick it up,” Rico says. “I never said that you could get off your knees.”
I have to close my eyes for a moment to regain the grip on my self-control. Then I tilt my head back, and now I truly have to crane my neck, to meet his eyes. Challenge dances in them as he stares me down.
My face is level with his cock, and he is standing so close that the rough fabric of his pants would brush against my nose if I didn’t keep the back of my head pressed against the wall behind me.
He holds out his hand. “Offer them to me. Use both hands.”
Gritting my teeth, I keep my eyes locked on his as I cup the panties in my palms and then hold them up to him. He leaves me sitting like that for another second before picking up the scrap of lace.
“Open your mouth,” he orders.
A flash shoots up my spine, and I barely manage to hide the emotion before it flickers over my face. Instead, I use all of my considerable self-control to keep a neutral expression on my features as I slowly open my mouth.
Rico balls the purple lace in his right hand while locking his left around my jaw. With that damn challenge still dancing in his eyes, he holds my gaze as he slowly pushes my panties into my mouth.
The fabric scrapes against my tongue and the roof of my mouth as he forces all of it behind my teeth. His fingers dig into my skin as he pushes up with his left hand, making me close my mouth with the panties still inside.
“No protests?” he asks, that mocking tone lacing his voice again.
Since I now have my own panties in my mouth, I couldn’t have answered him even if I wanted to. Remaining motionless there on my knees before him, I just continue holding his gaze.
He takes his hand from my jaw and instead reaches for his belt.
My heart skips a beat as he unbuckles it.
But all he does is to slide the leather belt out of his pants. Breathing through my nose, I sit there as he loops the belt around my neck once while holding the ends of it in each hand. He moves his hands outwards, tightening the belt around my neck. Then he pushes his hands against the wall, holding my head trapped firmly against the concrete wall behind me. My chest rises and falls as I fight down labored breaths through my nose.
“Still no reaction?” Rico baits.
I just stare up at him, my face a blank mask, while I calculate in my mind the moves I would use to put him on his back right now. It would only take three of them. Three moves, and then I could be sitting on his chest with my hands wrapped around his fucking neck, ordering him to beg me for his life.
It takes everything inside me to keep that neutral expression on my features and to stop him from seeing those murderous thoughts on my face.
Victory lights up his warm brown eyes.
The sight of it sends a pulse of panic up my spine. I know that I kept my face emotionless, which means that he couldn’t have known what I was really thinking. So why is he looking at me as if I have just proved something to him?
Before I can figure it out, he releases his grip on the belt. The smooth leather drops down to rest on my shoulders. Since I still have those damn panties in my mouth, I suck in a deep breath through my nose.
Rico reaches forward and draws his thumb over my lips. Pressing firmly, he makes me part them for him. The move is strangely erotic, and my clit throbs unbidden as he slides his thumb along the inside of my bottom lip.
