Page 134 of Savage Ambition

“No?” He yanked me closer, his face inches from mine. “You think I don’t know you’re trying to make Dante fall in love with you?”

“I swear I’m not.”

Salvatore wrenched my arm. “Are you foolish enough to believe you can lie to me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“More lies.” He shifted his weight, and I tried to scramble back, but he held fast to my wrist. “Let’s try a different approach.”

Before I could react, he forced my hand onto his prominent arousal. “Feel that? That’s power, boy. Real power.”

Revulsion flooded through me, but I couldn’t break free. “Stop!”

“No.” He rocked against my palm. “This is what control feels like, Shaw. The ability to take what you want.”

I turned my face away, but his free hand seized my jaw, directing my gaze back to his. “Do you enjoy it when Dante touches you like this?”

“It’s not like that,” I choked out, trying to pull free as he continued to move against me.

He guided my fingers in slow, deliberate strokes. “Then tell me, what is it like? Do you think he cares for you? That you’re special?” He mocked me with a harsh laugh as he fucked my hand through his clothes. “Do you imagine he moans your name when he’s alone?”

Salvatore’s breathing quickened as he increased the pressure, forcing my fingers to curl around him through the fabric. “He’s trained to make every client feel special. To whisper what they need to hear. To fake pleasure so convincingly, they believe it’s real. Just like I taught him.”

“You’re lying,” I said, though doubt began to fester.

“How many times has Dante whispered that you’re special? That his feelings for you are genuine, unlike with his other clients?” He rocked harder against my trapped hand. “Those are lines from a script I wrote, boy. Words I made him practice until they sounded sincere.”

Tears of humiliation burned behind my eyes. “He wouldn’t do that.”

Salvatore’s grip tightened as he thrust against my palm. “Dante belongs to me. Every word from his mouth, every touch of his hands, every moan when you’re inside him, all of it is mine. My creation. My property. Just like you’ll be.”

“Never,” I spat, summoning my last shred of defiance.

His movements stopped abruptly, his expression hardening. “What did you say?”

“I said never,” I repeated, staring him down, even as my wrist ached in his hold. “I’ll never belong to you. And neither does he.”

He lunged for me, slamming me on my back against the leather seat. “You think you can save him? Take him away from me?” His weight shifted, his body covering mine. “You’re nothing. A diversion. A toy he’ll discard once he’s bored.”

I couldn’t draw a full breath under his crushing weight as his erection pressed against me insistently. “Tonight, you’ll join us at Gennaro Corporation. You’ll learn exactly what Dante is. What I’ve made him.”

I struggled against his chest. “Let me go!”

My resistance only fueled his dark amusement. “There’s that fire. I understand why he’s so fixated on you.” He licked his lips as he devoured me with his eyes. “It’s always more satisfying to break someone with spirit.”

He pressed his full weight forward, pinning me to the upholstery. His arousal pressing against my hip as he ground against me. You’ll see what he really does. How he begs. How he serves. And you’ll take part.”

“No,” I gasped, writhing and failing to escape. “I won’t.”

“You will.” His hips moved with more urgency, drawing a panicked whimper from me. “Because if you don’t, I’ll take what I want from you instead. Right here. Right now.”

His hand slid between us, unbuckling my belt. “Tell me, Shaw, has an older man ever fucked you?” His fingers worked at the button of my jeans. “Or is Dante your first? Your only?”

I thrashed beneath him, panic overwhelming every instinct to stay still. “Stop! Please!”

He laughed as he slid his hand down my pants to cup my flaccid dick. “You disappoint me. It looks like you’ll require a little extra encouragement.” He stroked me, trying to coax me to hardness, but my body was too disgusted to respond.

A fractured sob escaped me as tears burned my eyes.