she leaned harder into the bruising pressure of his long fingers, her gaze locking onto the cruel curve of his mouth.
"You're going to have to break every single bone in my body before I ever learn how to sit still for you, monster."
The shift in gravity was instantaneous, a violent rip that tore the air right out of her lungs. One second she was holding his gaze from above and the next, her world was violently down-tilted, reduced to the raw, suffocating heat between his thighs.
The iron fist tangled in >>
She did it. She actually reached him. Waltzed right up to this domineering stranger seated in the dark in her home. No backing down, no running away, no stalling with hesitation. She stood just before him, close enough that she practically brushed right up against him. +
her green eyes. The pain was sharp but the slick, provocative smile spreading across her lips was sharper.
"A good girl?" Noa whispered, her voice a low, gravelly friction that practically brushed against the rough fabric of his trousers. She didn't fight the grip. Instead, >>
The brutal crack-crack of his neck echoing through the dark didn't just break the silence, it settled straight into the marrow of Noa's bones. It was a sick, primitive sound. The kind of sound a man made right before he broke you.
Keep thinkin’ this is a game and you’re bound >>
“No.” He simply says as he sits the glass back down, intentionally placing it on the table instead of the coaster. “But I’m certainly the biggest monster to come through your window.” A simple correction, carrying with it an emphasis laid heavily on the word ‘monster’ as he +
sweetheart? I've been cultivating a taste for it my entire life."
Her green gaze dragged down his throat, lingering on the broad, heavy set of his shoulders before snapping back to his lethal stare.
"So don't hold back on my account," she whispered, her voice dripping with a >>