I refuse.
With so much already on the line, I can’t afford to get mixed up in her hot, dirty mind games.
In a slow, tantalizing gesture, Trinity sits up and runs her hand over her thigh. “If I’m being honest…” Against my will, my gaze tracks the motion before jolting back up to her face. Her lids dip low over those gemstone eyes. “After today, I can’t help but wonder what dangerous men taste like.”
Shock rips through my body, and every muscle stills.
What. The. Fuck.
An instant later, the lust in my stomach detonates, and I smile.
Okay, then. If Trinity wants to weaponize her sexuality and engage in games, I’ll show her how I wreak havoc and play to win.
Without a word, I climb onto the bed with her. My knees land on either side of her hips, trapping her in place. Alarm flashes across her face, a bright spark of light during a dark night.
So she’snotas confident as she pretends. Too bad for her, I’m all geared up.
Crushing my lips to hers, I push us both over the cliff she’s been dancing on these past few minutes. Her startled gasp satisfies the newfound competitive edge in my soul.
She’ll learn not to mess with things she doesn’t understand.
I plan to teach her a swift lesson, but even I can’t predict the volt of hot, crackling electricity that fries me to a crisp the second our tongues meet in a seductive wrestling match. She refuses to submit, instead challenging me with every stroke. Her delicate floral aroma and delicious flavor shoot straight to my dick, which presses almost painfully against my zipper.
I’m enjoying this a little too much.
She tastes like sugar, and I’m a liar if I claim I don’t crave more. Her infuriating mouth entices me. Impulses fire deep in my core, chanting at me to stuff something else in her mouth besides my tongue.
I shouldn’t respond to her this way.
She shouldn’t respond tomethis way either, and yet her hands fly to my shoulders in order to clutch me closer. I shiver at the phantom pain of her nails digging into my muscles through my thick jacket. Those hitched breaths and little moans guttering deep in that pretty throat nearly kill me.
With one hand, I trace the slope of her waist to cup her breast, which is the perfect size and weight as I squeeze.
Her palms glide across my chest, exploring my muscles with a firm touch. They travel lower, brushing my abs before she palms my ass and grinds up against me.
I reach for the snap on her jeans, my mind foggy with desire, until I register the soft caress. When I do, I grab the wandering fingers grasping for the grip of my gun and guide them toward the bedside table built into the wall. Quick as lightning, I release her hand and cuff her leg to the table.
I break away from her mesmerizing mouth and rear back, not even attempting to hide my evil grin. “Nice try, sweetheart.”
The shock on her face slices straight through her sexual persona. She yanks at the cuff and hisses at me like an angry kitten. Her flushed cheeks only enhance her cuteness.
I climb off the bed with real disappointment roaring through me.
Why couldn’t that be a genuine attempt for some carnal relief?If she weren’t hell-bent on escaping, we could pass the time in a mutually enjoyable way before moving on.
“Fuck you.” Malice drips from her words, and her poisonous tone evaporates the remaining fantasies in my mind.
“Sorry your little stunt didn’t work. I just wanted to see how far you were willing to go.” I slide the key to the cuffs into my pocket while savoring the lingering sensation of her mouth all over mine. A smirk tugs at my lips. “Turns out almost to my esophagus.”
With every pissed-off breath, Trinity’s pink cheeks darken to red and her shoulders rise and fall faster. If her eyes doubled as deadly weapons, I’d be ten feet under by now. “Youbastard.”
The knot in my stomach tightens. Again with that particular slur. If I weren’t riding high from my win, I might punish her. Lucky for her, my good mood holds.
“Look here, Miss Graduate.” I fold my arms across my chest. “Despite whatever you might be thinking, this isn’t my first day on the job, so why don’t you just save your psychology tricks for the next dumbass who’s forced to put up with you?”
She jerks her chin to the right and drops her gaze. Her entire body’s practically radiating with rage.
“You get an A for effort, though.” I don’t even try to keep the smugness out of my tone. “I can tell how hard you worked for that degree. Really put your back into it, didn’t you?”
