He leans over me until I have no choice but to press my back into the mattress. My heart is pounding. Gabriel could have his way with me right here and now. I would hate it of course…
I think. I’m not sure. Deep down, I’m scared that I wouldn’t hate it as much as I should.
“I don’t want another man touching what is mine.”
His dark words make me shiver. “Yours? I’m not yours.”
“You are, Susanna. You might not realize it yet, but you are. When you give yourself into me, we can have a lot of fun, trust me.” His hands settle on my hips. “You liked our kiss.”
“I smacked you.”
“Yes but you’re feisty. That tells me you liked it. I know you did. Tell me I’m wrong.”
I want to tell him that he’s completely wrong… and yet, I can’t get the words out. I didn’t mind the kiss. In fact, I liked it. I liked it a lot. It was sexy and powerful and perfect. Everything I’ve wanted to feel when it comes to a man.
But why does it have to be Gabriel of all people?
Yes, he’s handsome and has money but he’s at war with my sister’s husband. And on top of it all, he’s certifiably insane.
He smirks when I can’t give him an answer. “See?”
“I will smack you again.”
“Or I could make you feel good again.” Before I can react, he presses his lips to mine and I hate this about myself, but I give in to the kiss.
He deepens it, pressing me further into the mattress. I arch my body up, trying to get closer to him, though I have no idea why, other than the fact that this feels amazing. It’s like my body is made of wires and Gabriel is touching them all perfectly, lighting me on fire.
His hands move lower to my upper thighs. The blanket I have around me covers the bulk of my body but it wouldn’t be hard for him to move it to the side and expose my naked body, giving him easy access to me.
When he grips my thighs, I can’t stop the moan that escapes me. It’s muffled by his lips but it’s there and we both know it.
Gabriel pulls back. “I could give you what you want. Sink my fingers deep inside of you. You’ve never been with a man before. I can show you pleasure you’ve never experienced.”
“Why do you care if I feel pleasure or not? You hate me.”
“Sure. You don’t mean anything to me but that doesn’t mean I can’t take pleasure in knowing I’ve taken your innocence.”
A cold bucket of water falls over me. Gabriel doesn’t care for me at all. Why would he? I’m just an amusement for him. A game for him. Nothing more.
“No,” I say. “I’m not giving you my virginity. Not in a million years.”
His eyes rake over me and I can’t deny that I feel hot. Good. My body responds to Gabriel despite what my mind thinks should happen. “All right then. Keep telling yourself that.” He stands up and pulls me to my feet.
The blanket falls off my shoulders. I don’t cover myself as that would only let Gabriel know he’s won.
“Put the dress on. We’re leaving.” He watches me as I slip the dress over my head. Somehow, I feel even more vulnerable having the dress on with nothing underneath. No underwear. No bra.
We walk past Chip, who’s on the couch, eating chips. “I can’t believe you’re doing this,” he grumbles.
“I didn’t ask for your fucking opinion, Chip,” Gabriel snaps.
The second I set foot outside I take off running down the street. I only make it a few feet before Gabriel grabs me andhauls me towards the car. I scream but he muffles my voice by slamming his hand over my mouth. I don’t hesitate to bite it.
Gabriel doesn’t even react as he pushes me into the car. The passenger seat this time. No blindfold.
“Be a good girl,” he says after getting into the car with me. He locks the door so I can’t leave. “We’re going to your new home.”
It sounds like a threat.
