two strides he’s closing the distance between us, pinning me against the wall. “You’re not the one calling the shots this time.”
Clearly his memory is different than mine because I’ve never called any of the shots when it came to us.
“What do you want from me?”
Why are you treating me like I’m lower than dirt?
His gaze drops down to my chest and his expression darkens. “Not a damn thing.”
He might want to believe that, but his eyes betray him. They’re full of longing and desire, despite all his hostility.
I press a palm to his chest and his heart rate speeds up. “You sure about that?”
My breathing hitches as his hand slithers up the front of my shirt, intentionally resting between my breasts before traveling up to my throat. “Let’s get one thing straight.” I jolt in surprise when he grips the back of my neck. “What I felt for you back then doesn’t exist anymore.”
We both know that isn’t true otherwise he wouldn’t be in a closet with me. Again.
My chest aches as the vivid memory of the last time I saw him washes over me. “Then why are you here?”
His heated stare burns like the sun. “You were right.” I see the glint of metal on his tongue before he dips his head and licks the column of my throat. “There is something I still want.”
“What—”
Whatever I was going to say evaporates when he flicks his tongue ring over my pulse point and sucks the tender skin into his mouth.
A rush of heat settles between my thighs and my entire body vibrates with need. “Don’t stop.”
He’s so rough I know he’s marking my flesh, but I don’t care.
Digging my nails into his back, I hitch a leg around his waist, demanding more.
A low groan escapes him, and he bites harder. For a moment, I honestly wonder if he’s going to tear through the tissue and rip out my vocal cords with his teeth.
“Jac—”
“Take off your panties,” he growls into my neck. “Show me how fucking wet I make you.”
My cheeks flush as I slip my hands under my skirt and slide them down.
He swiftly picks them up off the floor and examines the damp spot. “Looks like you want something too.” His lips curve into a wicked grin. “But you’re gonna have to beg for it.”
I hold his gaze. “What happens if I don’t?”
“I’ll find someone who will.” He sucks my earlobe between his lips. “But that’s not what you really want, is it?”
I shake my head.
The thought of him doing this to Britney or someone else causes bile to surge up my esophagus.
I’m confused when he grabs both of my wrists and places them behind my back. “What are you doing?”
He kisses the hollow of my throat. “I want you at my mercy while I do all the sick, perverted things I’ve been dreaming about for years.”
Warmth rushes my insides and I don’t protest when he uses my panties to secure me to the frame of a nearby shelf.
“I can’t decide whether I should taste you here first.” His finger dips between my cleavage. “Or here.” I shiver when he clamps the inside of my thigh.
Butterflies swarm my belly when his mouth descends. “Maybe I’ll just start with your tits and work my way down.”
Clenching my thighs to relieve some of the pressure, I rasp, “Please.”
“Please what?” The rough edge of his thumb caresses my nipple through my shirt. “You want me to fuck you?”
Licking my lips, I nod. “Yes.”
With a grunt, he seizes my shirt and tears it open, sending buttons scattering everywhere.
A crude smile lights his face as he peers down at me. “Not even if you were the last piece of pussy on earth.”
For a moment I think I’m hearing things, but it’s clear that’s not the case when I see the wrath swimming in his dark orbs.
This was nothing but a cruel trick.
And I fell for it…hook, line, and sinker.
I struggle against the restraints, but he’s tied them so tight there’s no way I’ll get out of them myself. “Why are you doing this to me?”
Anger tightens his features. “You know why.”
I honestly don’t. “Is it because I left?”
I’m grasping at straws here, but it’s all I’ve got. Nothing else adds up.
“I can’t decide if that’s your attempt at a sick joke, or if you’ve lost too many brain cells over the years.” A muscle in his jaw flexes and he gets so close to my face I don’t know if he’s going to