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Her sweet scent fills my nose and I find myself leaning closer still, my eyes dropping to her lips again.
She’s right there. Merely a centimetre away from me.I could take exactly what I’ve been imagining all these months. Get another taste of the girl who’s been driving me crazy with her less than discreet glances in my direction.
You’re not good enough for her…
The pull I feel toward her steals the space between us until the heat of her lips burns mine.
She’s too good to be pulled into your bullshit life.
“Fuck,” I breathe, closing my eyes and taking a step back.
I expect her to shout at me, hit me, anything to punish me for what I just did.
But that’s not what happens.
Instead, she laughs.
The sound drips through my veins like acid making my teeth grind as I find her eyes again.
“See,” she says through her laughter. “Coward. You make out like you?—”
The red haze descends and she gasps as I reach out, wrapping my hand around her throat and pin her back against the rough wall behind her.
Her throat ripples as she tries to swallow, shocked by my sudden move as I get right in her face.“Are these the actions of a coward, Red?” I sneer, my nose a hairsbreadth from touching hers.
She whimpers, fucking whimpers and it turns my blood to lava.
Holy shit.
She likes it.
I flex my fingers, cutting off her air supply.
Her eyes widen. But not in fear, in interest, as another needy whimper spills from her lips.
“Fuck,” I breathe, pulling back enough so that I can look at her.
“Please,” she whispers.
“Red,” I warn but it doesn’t have the effect I need it to.
Instead, she pushes the bottom half of her body from the wall.
My gaze drops to the single trail of blood that’s tracking down her thigh from where she’s hurt herself again.
Before I know what I’m doing, I have her skirt lifting and I’m staring at the wound she’s opened up.“You hurt yourself again,” I muse, my eyes locked on the red and angry skin around the wound.
Tucking her skirt up, I lower my hand to the trail of blood and swipe it up with my pointer fingers.
“Oh my God,” she gasps as I lift it between us.
“You shouldn’t be making yourself bleed, Red. Your skin is too fucking beautiful.”
Her eyes widen as I move my finger toward my lip.
My grip on her throat relaxes as I push the digit past my lips and suck.
“Holy crap,” she whispers, her hips jolting forward again.
