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“Will you shut up?” Ty hissed, and he got within inches of me. “Can you do that?”
I smirked at him. “No.”
I thought he’d lose his shit or yell or break something.
But instead, heat flared in his eyes and he smirked at me right back. Only, his was a mixture of anger, conflict, wanting. I needed to taste it, run my tongue right along that knife's edge and see if I could avoid cutting myself.
But before I could say another word, Ty’s lips seared to mine, branding me with their heat. I went pliant against him, a hum of satisfaction purring in my throat even as irritation pricked the back of my head.
Ty’s hands left my shoulders so that he could pull me closer and wrap his arms around me, nipping at my lips; teasing them, then plundering my mouth and tasting. I could taste coffee and something sweet on his tongue, then shivered as one of his thick thighs shoved between my legs.
All of my questions blurred into fuzzy colors and desire. Once again, the feeling of being in his arms and the pleasure that he stoked inside of me erased the whole world.
Then, as Tyler tried to turn us, one of his hands now slipping up and under my long sweater while the other grasped the first button, I shut down. Wrenching my head back, I gave him a hard shove at the same time.
The momentum of it sent me stumbling back more than it did him, but it still created enough space between us.
Ty wiped at his mouth and gave me a cold grin. “I’m not interested in your little pretend game, as if you don’t want this. I know you’re naive as fuck but slip your fingers into your soaking pussy because I believe you need a reality check.”
He prowled towards me but I tried to move backward, only to slam into a wall. That arrested Ty, and he paused where he stood, just within arm’s reach.
“Lia?” His tone wasn’t kind but it was a note softer. The look in his eyes was one that I'd be tempted to call concern on anyone else. But he wasn’t anyone else, was he.
I wasn't sure if it was that or my conscience finally catching up with me but I gasped out, “God, what is wrong with me? I can’t do this. I can’t.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Now his words were harsh. “Nothing is wrong with you.”
“It is.” My hands clutched around my sweater, pulling it closer to my neck. “And I want it to stop. We have to stop!”
Ty’s hands twitched by his sides, then he slid them into his pockets and tilted his head to the side. For a few protracted seconds, he said nothing. Then he murmured, “You don’t mean that.”
“I do,” I said. “You’re right — Iamnaive as fuck but not so naive as to let you take advantage of metwice,Tyler Michaelson. If I do this, I mean sleep with someone…” I swallowed hard as I stumbled over my words while Ty shot me a shark’s grin. “I want it to be with someone whom I love and not someone holding me captive.”
“Oh, fuck off,” Ty scoffed and then he was there, pressing me into the wall. “So, what? What was last night when you rode my fingers and stripped for me? Or how you kissed me just now? Are you telling me that your pretty little pussy isn't messy for me?”
I reached out with a shaking hand and laid it flat on Ty's chest. “I want love, not lust or whatever the fuck this is. Some twisted game or—”
My sentence broke off as Ty’s hand wrapped around my wrist and hand. His grip tightened to the point where I had to bite back a cry of pain. Then his other hand caught my chin and forced my gaze up. “There is no such thing,” he breathed. “Love is a fucking lie, Lia. Lust is all there is. Let me give you a good, hard fucking and teach you that.”
“That’s not true,” I cried out and tried to pull free. “Let me go.”
“How the fuck would you know, Lia?” Ty said and his lips were at my ear. “Tell me that right now.”
“I don't know, I—” Tears blurred my eyes and I lost the thread of what I was saying. Ty's grip kept tightening and, finally, I couldn't help but cry out in pain.
“Please, just let me go.” I sobbed, not realizing he’d already yanked his hand away and stepped back. “Just let me go.”
Blinking through tears, I saw that my wrist had gone an angry shade of red. A bruise was already beginning to form. I sucked in a breath and sniffled, then looked up.
Ty was gone.
How the fuck would you know, Lia? Tell me that right now.
A sob wrenched out of me and I slid to the floor, wrapping my arms around my head, and wondering why it felt as though my chest had cracked in half.
I couldn’t stop playing Ty’s words over and over in my head.
There is no such thing.
