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That voice…
“A? Is that you?”
“Keep walking, little wolf, and don’t turn around.”
His tone sets me ablaze. Feels good to hear the command in it. His other hand grips my hip, pushing his torso into me to propel my body forward. All I can do is want more of whatever this is.
“Are you angry?” I ask.
He pushes me further with a quiet chuckle.
“You were dancing with someone, his cock practically grinding on this perfect ass, and you’re asking me if I’m fucking angry?” he seethes under his breath. “Yeah, Kayla, I’m furious. I’m even angrier knowing you were purposely trying to get to me, and I let you. You knew what that’d do to me. Knew the way I’d want to rip his lungs from his throat for touching you. So yeah, I’m angry. You win. And now you get to see what happens when you do.”
A shiver glides up my arms, and I grin.
I won and he lost. It’s exactly what I wanted. Well, not quite. I did want to see his face, and I still haven’t.
He shoves me down the corridor until we’re beside a door.
“Open it,” he demands.
And I do, while my body practically jolts with tingles he put there. He thrusts me inside, and when the door shuts, all I know is darkness.
I can’t see him, yet I feel him. My hands reach out for him, anything I can grab on to. At first, I feel nothing but air, hear his audible breaths rushing out of him.
“Is this what you wanted?” he asks, all silky soft, yet rough around the edges. “Did you want to make me jealous?”
“Yes,” I whisper, fisting his shirt when I find it and pulling him to me, and he lets me. “Did it work?”
“Does it look like it didn’t?” he groans, and his mouth drops to my ear, his body pinning mine against a hard surface behind me. “You know it did. You know what you do to me.”
His lips run down the space behind my ear, the tip of his tongue circling seductively. My head snaps back as I let out a moan, realizing that if I can feel his mouth on me, it means…
“You’re not wearing your mask…” I breathe.
His cock is jutting through his pants. I can feel how hard and heavy it is against my belly.
I need to see him. Need to see the face of the man who makes me feel this way. After all this time, after everything that’s been done to me, I can feel something.
“Don’t need it here. You can’t see me.” There’s amusement in his tone.
“Please,” I beg. “Please…”
Show me your face. Touch me. Make it feel good like it never has before.
“What are you begging me for, baby bird? Tell me what you want.”
“I—”
His hand curls around my throat and squeezes. His warm breaths skate across my lips, making me whimper and sound like I never have before. Except in my dreams when he was there too, taking things I never gave a soul.
These things I’m feeling, they make no sense. It’s as though I’m dreaming. Like this is someone else.
But I am someone else now, aren’t I?
“Oh, God,” I groan with a heavy throbbing between my thighs.
“Is this what you’re asking for?” He squeezes my throat a little more. “Is this what you need?”
