“Never,”he seethed.
Before I could process what had just happened, his lips were on mine.
The world stopped.
God, thiskiss.
Harsh and rough, unrelenting—just like him.
Call me insane, call me stupid, but I let him in.
I parted my lips, an open invitation he accepted with a growl, the sound going straight to my core as something primalawakened inside me. The need for him to claim me roared inside me along with the joyous sounds my heart was shouting. His tongue invaded my mouth, and I let out a moan at his taste. Mint with a hint of smoke.
God, it was like the world’s best drug, I couldn’t get enough.
I wanted more. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, rising higher on my feet, kissing him with the same hunger he showed me. The gun was pulled away from me, and my eyes opened at the sound of him unloading it. To my right, the pieces of the gun fell on the desk, his lips never leaving mine.
My eyes closed once more as that free hand pressed against my lower back, forcing my body against his.Jesus. He felt so good against me. He was so cold and harsh, but his body was on fire.
“Fuck,” he growled against my lips before pushing me away. I stared up at him as he wiped his bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. “You taste...”
My lips felt swollen and abused, and I fucking loved it. My hands snaked up to wrap around his neck, my breasts pressed against his chest.
“You ever pull that shit again, so help me God, Karina, I will spank your ass until you can’t fucking walk for a week. You won’t be able to sit down.”
Wha—
Suddenly, my back was on the desk, the skirt of my dress bunched at my waist, my knees apart. He stared down, his cold eyes holding me captive. “Do you honestly think I would let you leave this Earth without getting to taste you?” he deadpanned.
“What…what I—I…” I was at a loss for words.
Without breaking eye contact with me, his fingers hooked underneath my panties, and I felt cold metal against my skin. The sound of fabric ripping traveled between us. Then he pulled the cream fabric up from between my legs, holding them witha finger. He looked at them and then to me, the ice in his eyes shimmering with lust.
“You aren’t allowed to wear these anymore,” he ordered, his voice husky.
Holy shit.
My breath hitched as I felt my cheeks growing warm.
Then, that cold metal emerged in his other hand—a knife— and he sliced the fabric of my dress open from bottom to top, the blade resting on the curve of my right breast. He quickly eyed my bra just before he looked into my eyes again. He made atsksound before cutting it down the middle and pulling the fabric away from my skin.
Now, I laid completely bare to the man I'd a crush on for nearly nine years. He slammed the blade into the table beside my head, causing me to let out a small scream.
His eyes never left mine as he shoved his hands into his slacks and tilted his head to the side. Here I was, naked, flushed and yearning for this man, and he wouldn’t even look at my body. He was the only man I wanted to see my body. The only man who got my body to react the way it was supposed to after…
Tears started to form, and I bit the inside of my cheek as I silently cursed myself for being so stupid.
“You’re crying,” he stated.
I remained silent and focused on the wall behind him. I cursed myself even more when my bottom lip started to tremble.Jesus, Kay.As I sucked in a shaky breath, my hands forming into fists by my bare thighs.
“Are you scared of me, angel?”
“No,” I pushed out, trying to sound strong.
“Would you like me to get some clothes for you?”
Yes.Since you find me repulsive and won’t look at me.“No.”
