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Crimson red blossoms on her cheeks. My dick gets hard, blood racing through my body.
“No.” Her lie gets her a scowl. Ends up in my fingers squeezing her neck. “Yes. Fuck.”
I drag her closer, her toes scraping on the floor. “Why are you still standing, then?”
“No. We’re not doing that.” Her pinched lips are bitable. “It’s your turn to be honest. Why are you spying on Rylan? What’s going on?”
She won’t calm down unless I do something drastic. Unless I put her in a trance and take her mind off things until she’s back to sated and appeased.
I would’ve done it. Except, I’m still half lucid. Still haven’t been drowned out by the madman.
I need to count down for her as well as myself. “I’m going to count down slowly from five to zero—”
“No!” she screams, slamming her hands to her ears.
“Yes,” I say out loud for her to hear.
“No, no, no, no, no, no,” she chants. “I won’t let you.”
I shove her to the nearest wall, spinning her to face it. I grab her hands, pinning them to her back, then lean all my weight onto her. “Five…”
“La-la-la-la-la.”
“Brat.” With my free hand, I clamp her mouth shut. She continues to yell into my palm. “I’ve had plans for you today. Really nice plans.”
This quiets her. Her eyes flutter open, ever curious.
“There’s my girl.” I grind my rock-hard dick against her ass once. “See how much easier it is when you trust me?”
“Why?” I hear her muffled question. This again.
The words Because I fucking want to are laid in a neat order on my tongue, ready to be spat out. Moon would come next. She’d be mine. Wouldn’t resist me when I’d spank her raw.
I refrain from saying and doing any of it.
She’s right. I am a controlling asshole. I am a selfish bastard.
Leighton deserves better.
“There are things I’ve been meaning to tell you.” My lips coast on her temple, and she shivers so beautifully for me. “I just want a few more days, pretty girl. A few more days of you, me, and our little world.” I press her into the wall again as I rock my hips on her. She relaxes, moaning into my hand. “Can you give me that, little doll? Can you be good for me?”
Her eyes ask if I’d tell her everything later.
My eyebrows scrunch, and I nod.
She blinks once.
I already know what I’m going to do. How I’m going to fix this.
Briefly, I wonder how much more shit she’d be willing to take from me.
Then I answer myself. As much as she’d have to.
She might call us crazy.
I call us right.
“Let’s go.” Tenderness slips into my command.
