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He caught the door with his hand. “No, I don’t.”
“Yes, you do.” I glared with clenched teeth and jerked at the door.
But it was no use.
The stranger, who I had let eat out my pussy, was too strong for me and pushed his way inside. I gasped and breathed heavily as I stumbled backward. His gigantic form towered over me as he walked toward me, and I panicked.
“It wasn’t nice, giving me a fake phone number,” he seethed and shook his head. “You leaving me hanging disappointed me.”
I really did. His cock had probably stayed flaccid since because I was that good. A fake number was the oldest trick in the book, and I had done it a handful of times. But I’ve never had any man come looking for me like this fucking creep. Time to play along and hope this psychopath left.
“I did?” I gushed a fake-ass apology. “I’m sorry. I was wondering why—”
“Bullshit,” he snapped with anger and reached out to touch my face. “But no matter. It’s all in the past now.”
“How did you find me?” I asked.
“You were easy to track down. Sebastian led me straight to you.”
Fuck. I really should convince Sebastian to hire some security guards. Maybe even put up securitycameras. Better yet, I needed to stop assuming who was at my front door and look first before I answered.
“So you tracked me down. Creepy.”
“I’d like to think it’s romantic,” he said as his fish oil breath fanned across my face, and I almost gagged on the smell.
Gross!This guy reeked! What the hell had I seen in him?
He needed a damn mint. Hell, even spearmint gum. He also needed to learn some manners and not force his way into someone’s house.
“Well, you can take everything unromantic about this situation and leave the same way you came in,” I snapped back as I pointed to the wide-open door behind him and the back of my thighs hit a table.
“Nope,” he refused with a pop of thePand grabbed my shoulders. “You owe me for all the trouble I went through to find you.”
“You mean by stalking me?” I glared angrily. “Get your fucking hands off me!”
He pressed his body up against mine, and I couldn’t escape. His hot breath was on my cheek as he ran his hands down my body, and he pushed a leg between my thighs. He spread me open as I tried with all the strength I had to push him away, but he only laughed. Forcefully, he dipped his head underneath my chin and kissed my collarbone.
After he bruised me with his lips, he hissed in my ear, “No. I’m in the mood for getting my dick wet.”
He licked his fingers and lifted my skirt. Only to push my skimpy panties aside and rub my clit. The circular motion made me dizzy. Arousal stirred, and normally I’d change my mind. But two damn ghosts haunted me.
“Stop it,” I urged with tears biting at my eyes. “Please.”
I wasn’t in the mood, not when he had forced himself on me. My body might respond, but my mind and heart were somewhere else. Nothing belonged to this jerk.
He wouldn’t listen, and he made the mistake of moving backward while he tried to kiss me. There was enough room between us to lift my knee right into his crotch. The quick attack made him remove his filthy hands from me and cup his aching nut sack.
“Fuck!” He winced.
I let him have it and my hands slapped at his face like a wildcat. The sound of my abuse smacked off his nose, cheeks, head, and anywhere I could strike him. Startled, he fumbled backward and back outside.
“Jesus, fuck!” he shouted as the door slammed in his face, and I locked it behind me.
“Go away, asshole!” I yelled.
Frightened, I pressed my backside against the door, worried he might get back inside. My breath heaved while my heart raced against my chest and he pounded against the door. The tears fell as I wiped them away and held onto the doorknob for dear life.
“You bitch!” he yelled at me and threw his body against the door. “I’ll get you for this!”
