She let out another shaky breath having no clever comeback left.
"Because that's exactly what you were doing tonight, wasn't it?" His thumb traced her jaw, then slid down the sensitive skin of her throat, feeling her frantic pulse.
"Pushing me. Testing me. Making me watch you smile at another man like you wanted to see how far you could go before I snapped. For what reason exactly, huh? Am I not just a disgusting man who has blood on his hands anymore?"
She couldn't speak. Could barely even breathe.
His face hovered just above hers—close enough that she could taste the tension between them, close enough that one small movement would close the distance between their lips. She was so wet already as she felt his hot boner pressing further onto her through her lace panties.
How did they even get into this situation?!
Fuck… he should take her already! She wanted it so bad!
