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This should probably piss me off, but it brings a cheeky smile to my lips. Seeing her defiance, even if she knows that she’s in danger right now, is amusing as all hell.
I can’t believe she’s still got a mouth on her, even with that monitor around her ankle.
She is sassy, a true mob boss’s daughter.
Eventually her fingers manage to knock the bottle enough for it to tumble off the shelf. It clatters on the counter top before rolling onto the floor.
I’m obsessed with the view of her ass as she bends double to pick it up. Holy shit, she is curvy in all the right places and hot as all hell.
Too young,obviously, and my kidnap victim so I shouldn’t have my hungry eyes on her, but I can’t drag my gaze off her.
There is something utterly addictive about this gorgeous woman.
“What?” she snaps as she spins around. But I still don’t take my eyes off her while she twists off the bottle top and takes a swig.
I can almost watch the liquid slide down her throat.
The next sip she takes over fills her mouth and a little bit drips down her chin. Then splashes onto her chest.
I don’t know if she’s doing this to tease me, but I’m rock hard.
“I told you…” she says with a smirk. “I don’t need any help. I can do everything myself.”
“Good to know.”
She’s still wound up, I can feel it. So irritated, she isn’t going anywhere.
Good.
Being this close to her, especially when she’s in this mood, is undeniably fun.
“What are you cooking?”
“Poison.” I shoot her a side eyed look, with a playful smirk.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t have much choice here, do I?” Her pout is annoyingly adorable. “Since I’m stuck in this hell hole with you, with no way out because you’ve electrified the place, if I don’t eat, I’ll starve.”
I can’t resist laughing. I toss my head back and bellow out the unexpected mirth. “Well, I did tell you that was an option.”
She tuts under her breath.
Or maybe not under her breath. I think she wants me to hear her.
She’s asking to be punished right now. It’s almost like she can see what’s rolling through my head and she wants it bad.
How the fuck am I supposed to control myself around her when she’s teasing me like this?
Ireallyneed Samantha to message me, to let me know what the hell is going on before I do something stupid.
“You think you’re so funny, don’t you?” Her eyes flash with defiance. “Old man.”
Old man?
Now that inflames me. It ignites a feeling in me that I’m not expecting. Before I even know what I’m doing, I have her cornered by the kitchen counter and my hips are pressed into hers.
Bad idea.
The sizzling tension is absolutely unbearable.
