“You could,” I push. I take another drink, then slowly put the cup in the cup holder between us. It’s small enough I won’t knock it over when I straddle this man, which I’m definitely going to do.
He glances at me, then pinches the bridge of his nose. His nails are short and neat and gorgeous andfuck,he is sexy.
“We’re getting to know each other, remember?” His voice is strained, like it kills him to say that. “Tell me what you want to do when you graduate.”
I shake my head with a smile. “So noble.” Then I dig my nails into the back of his neck, massaging him and trying to hurt him all at once.
He sucks in a breath, those full lips parted.
“You don’t need to get to know me to fuck me.”
He reaches out fast, snatching my wrist in his grip, pulling me off him. He tightens his hold hard enough I gasp, but it doesn’t hurt. I’m just surprised at the look in his eyes, the set of his mouth.
“Why are you like this?” he snarls. “You want my cock inside you but you can’t tell me what you’re trying to do in seven, eight months? A question everyone asks us all the time, so I’m sure you’ve got a ready answer to give to any guy trying to be polite before you let him inside you.”
I try to jerk my hand free but he only holds tighter. I lean in close to the console, glaring up at him. “Fuck you.”
“Yeah,” he says lowly. “We all know you were trying to.”
I breathe in hard.
“What?” he presses. “You gonna spit on me like you did Connor?” He tilts his head. “Go ahead. I might like it more than he did.”
“Oh? You think it got his dick hard, too? You think I’d have an easier time riding his cock than yours?—”
“Don’t.”One word, and it’s vicious. Almost enough to make me shut up.
Almost.
“No,” I smile at him, and it’s full of menace. “I don’t think I will. Since I ran into you two, it’s been inevitable I’d sleep with at least one of you. He seems the easier lay, but he’ll probably hurt me more, won’t he?”
Faust’s grip on my wrist tightens. This time, it does hurt, but I don’t say a word about that. I lean in closer and keep talking.
“The good thing is, I like to be hurt.”
He stares at me a long moment, chest rising and falling.
But he doesn’t fall for my bait.
He doesn’t hit back.
He just lets me go like I burned him and turns away from me.
“Okay,” he says simply, hand going to the shifter. “I’ll take you back and you can see if he’ll degrade you.”
“What about not spending the night alone?” I taunt him, because the truth is, no man has ever done this. Backed down from a verbal war with me, and I feel oddly rejected. Weird.Pathetic.
Faust grins at me, and it’s mean. “You won’t be alone with his cock in your mouth, will you?”
“And what if he’s the one who…” I don’t say it, my voice small. We both know what I mean.Killed those men.But that’s not why I’ve suddenly lost my confidence. It’s the fact he’d take me to someone else willingly. Let me go. Not try to get me to fuck him tonight.
It’s like all I have to barter with is sex.
You’re pathetic, Neve.
Maybe Cyn is right. All the sleeping around I’ve done has chipped away my self-worth.
This is not the therapy session I wanted to have with myself. Especially not right now, like this.
