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“I’m serious.” I smooth a finger down her cheek and brush a strand of damp dark hair away from her face.
But really, I want to touch her, to heighten the connection.
Her skin is warm, soft, and flushed, almost like she just stepped out of a hot shower, the same kind of heat that makes her hair curl.
“Deadly serious.”
For a moment she sways in close, and our gazes spark. Her eyes are green-gray now, a storm that looks like desire underpinned by disdain.
She’s perfect.
“You can’t do that.”
I drop my mouth to her ear.“Sir.”
“Sir.” It’s a breath of an unwanted whisper, and I wouldn’t hear it or the resentment if I wasn’t so close to her.
“Good girl, Pollyanna.” I slip my hand around the back of her neck, beneath her hair where I grip with just enough pressure to sharpen her breath. “The things I’m going to do to you later.”
Ivy tries to pull free, but I just tighten my fingers and her pulse ticks up. Because I’m a fucking bastard, I lick her there, and then I suck. She needs a mark from me, after all. Ivy moans and it makes my dick spring to life.
Her gaze slides from me as I pull her in a little closer. “I don’t want to do anything with you.”
“Look at me and say that.”
She looks at me but doesn’t say the words. Because she can’t. I see the hate, the rage, the confusion, the need, the lust. It’s sharp-edged with little jagged pieces, this pull I have on her. It’s exactly what I need to take complete control over her.
I planned on destroying her, and this little twist will make my job that much more interesting and fun. For me, anyway.
“It’s all part of our little game,” I say, moving my lips back to her ear. “And you want it. You’re a sub,mysub. I can make you come without even trying. I bet if I felt you up right now, you’d be wet.”
“Do you talk to all girls this way?”
Her breath is a dream, tiny little uneven bursts that tell me stories. “Only ones like you, Pollyanna. And we’re going to bring that asshole Henderson down together. You’re going to feel all empowered for saving your sister, and whatever else gets you hot in that little ivory tower you chose to sit in.”
“I’m not in any tower,sir. You blackmailed me. I have to do what you want because you have my sister.”
“My little fuckableslave,” I say, ignoring the fact she hit the nail on the head of truth. We both did that. “I sweetened the deal for you. And as for doing what I want, that’s your fucking job as the submissive in this scenario. You live to please me. Or, at least, you want to.”
“Not true.”
I smooth my other hand over her ass. “Maybe you get wet and let men finger you all the time. But I’m betting not. I?—”
“Ivy?” the young guy she came here with asks. “Is he bothering you?”
She sucks in a breath. It’s big and sharp, and her lush tits brush against me.
“Oh, Pollyanna…I bet you have all the fucking boys drooling after you. Jesus.”
I wait until the kid looks at me. He swallows hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat, and whatever he was going to say burns off his tongue. But I’ll give Curly this; while his eyes widen in fear and he looks like he wants to turn and run, he doesn’t. He stays put.
For a second, I wonder if he’s been sticking his dick in my prize pawn here. But I doubt it. She spread those sweet thighs too quickly for me. And touching her was beyond easy.
She’s too much of a Pollyanna to let me finger fuck her like that if she was messing around with some other guy. She doesn’t cheat. She’s too much of a good girl for that shit.
Curly takes half a step back, right as Ivy tries to break free. I instinctively tighten my hold.
The kid stops, his hands forming tight fists. “I…”
