To wound her heart so damn badly...that she would never forget him in her pain.
But this plan of his completely backfired when they got to the car, and she immediately turned to him, blue eyes flashing and chest heaving in defiance.
“Don’t think you’ve won this round!”
It was her first time to talk to him like this, and it didn’t turn him on.
Because frankly, he had been hard for her from the moment her gaze had clashed with his in the library.
What this did instead...was break his control.
Unleash his hunger.
To the point that the distance between them was unbearable.
And so he had her on his lap in a blink.
His mouth on hers in another.
All he wanted was a taste, but instead he found himself wanting more, his need for her turning insatiable, andfuck, fuck, fuck!
What should’ve just been a kiss deepened into something else. Something uncontrollable. For both of them.
Every unconscious move of her hips drove him out of his mind, and the look on her face...
Such sweet innocence.
Such purity.
All of it, he wanted to defile. Devour. Ruin.
Even if it meant destroying himself in the process.
Her whimpers had him gritting his teeth against the urge to rip her clothes off and sink his length inside of her.
Even without her saying a word, he knew that everything he was doing to her was completely new to her.
And that was how it would stay.
All of her firsts...would be his.
All of her.
Mine.
He would never let her go.
Never.
And that was why—
“Whatever Joyce promised you...”
Paul found himself breaking all of his rules as he made his offer.
“I’ll pay ten times more.”
Just this once, he would let himself take a risk.
