Page 87 of Black Ledger

Fuck.

I shifted my weight, trying to drop low and get under his hold, but he was far, far too strong.

“Having fun?” he asked, not even winded.

“Yes.” I gritted my teeth and shifted my weight again. He mirrored my movement.

I drove my knee up, and he turned, his hip absorbing my blow again and throwing me off balance. My center of gravity shifted too far backward, and there was no time to correct the mistake.

He’d tricked me, lured me in.

My back slammed into the ground with a thud, and all the air rushed out of my lungs. His body followed me down, his hips straddling me, his weight pressing into me as he pinned my hands above my head.

My dress was pushed all the way up my thighs, exposing my blood-red underwear to the night sky.

A bead of sweat rolled down my temple. My chest heaved beneath the thin fabric.

His hard cock dug into my pelvis, and my gaze fell to it.

He smiled, digging into me harder, as if saying, You see how hard you make me?

Moisture thickened at my core. To my deepest horror, I was so turned on right now. And I hated it so much.

“I should fuck you for that.” He moved my wrists together, holding them with one hand and freeing his other one to move down to my stomach slowly, languidly traveling to the top of my panties. He played with the lace between his fingers.

I lifted my head to watch, my large boobs obscuring my view slightly. I wanted to say no, wanted to do something, but I was frozen like a deer caught in headlights.

He plunged his fingers beneath the lace and stroked two fingers along my very wet folds.

I stiffened. No one, no one had ever touched me there. I hadn’t even been kissed, for fuck’s sake. This was going all out of order.

“Oh, you’re so wet for me, baby.”

I let out a moan as he ran his thumb along my clit. My head fell to the grass. I was so fucked. “I’m not your baby,” I said with a whimper when I really should have told him to stop.

And it only took two circles of his thumb to have me falling apart completely on his hand. My toes curled, and a strong orgasm stroked through my entire body.

I moaned loudly and bit my lower lip into my mouth.

Oh fuck. Oh my holy fuck. He was…, and I was… oh fuck. My head shot up so fast when my brain caught up to what was happening and that it needed to stop. The movement broke his hold on my hands.

“Stop. Stop,” I groaned, my blood boiling. How dare he fucking touch me? I wasn’t one of his whores. “Please stop, Severin.”

His manicured eyebrows pinched together, and his eyes turned into liquid confusion, but he pulled his hand from my panties and sat back on his heels, lifting his weight from my torso.

I wiggled out from beneath him like a mouse escaping a cage and stood quickly, pulling my dress down in the process.

I didn’t hate what he’d done. I hated that I liked it and wanted it.

“Why the fuck are you even here, Severin?” I spat out. “I had such a nice life before you came. I was normal. I was learning to be…” I waved my hand, not knowing how to say it. “…a girl, I guess. I was in a sorority. I was getting straight As, learning to have a personality beyond scowls, flirting with boys, and having a life. And then you came and ruined everything.”

“I ruined everything, huh?” He stood up, towering over me now that I was barefoot in the grass. “You want to get date-raped by politicians’ sons? Do you, Sienna?” He pulled out my fake name like a taunt. “Because that’s what would have happened to you if I hadn’t intervened.”

“I know.” My breasts heaved with my tight, quick breaths.

Severin stalked toward me and pushed me hard into an oak tree. “He drugged you.”

“I know.”