Do you still love my dark side, Penelope?
His ominous question shook me, or maybe he’d repeated it, but it was not likely. The next life could be calm, adventurous, and happy, couldn’t it?
My breathing calmed to a regular draw, and I opened my eyes, stared up at Dominic, and breathed, “Yes.”
His eyes dilated, jaw locked, head tilted, and my coat ripped. I closed my eyes again, waiting for my descent, when I was snatched up before I could plummet.
My eyes shot open, my hands gripped his shoulders, and the reality of what just happened pushed a gasp from my mouth.
“I don’t know,” he drawled, still combing me with that heavy-lidded dark gaze. “Maybe we are a match.”
He dragged me from the edge, lifted me higher, and I clung to him—arms around his shoulders, legs around his waist.
Our mouths crashed, and we sucked the breath from each other, panting, adrenaline coursing through my veins. Turning, he pushed me into the brick wall of the entrance, ripped my pantyhose, and shoved his dick inside me.
“OOOOH!”
I moaned, quivered, and tightened my legs around him as he pounded me relentlessly. Pleasure consumed us. I bit his mouth drawing blood, and he bit me back, licking away the blood with his tongue. Lips stretched over my chin to my neck, and sucked my throat as he pumped his big, hard cock like a drilling machine.
It was safe to say he was aroused by my almost-fatal plummet; that, or he believed what I had always known. We were a match, made in heaven or hell or somewhere between.
Still, he knew, and I’d almost died in the process to convince him.
17
Manhattan Excellence & Arts University
Penelope
“Where the hell have you been…and don’t you dare lie!”
Pulling from my trance, I looked at Emma with a smile curling up my face. “Why am I getting such a wild accusation thrown my way?”
“I haven’t accused you of anything yet.”
“You’re insisting that I might lie.”
“And you’re stalling.”
I sighed as Alice and Sofia joined us at the cafeteria table. “It’s early. Do we have to start the morning this way?”
Alice looked at Emma. “Is she stalling?”
Emma nodded. “She is.”
Sofia giggled. “This must be good. Never have you gone completely MIA for an entire week.” She wiggled in her seat. “So tell us. Who is he, and did you have mind-numbing sex?”
I laughed out loud. “Leaving my phone was a mistake.”
“The first lie,” Emma chirped.
I gawked and turned my eyes to her. “Emma.”
“Penelope.” She angled her head, letting me know she was on to me.
I laughed again and dropped my head on the table, covering my face at the sides. I couldn’t lie with a straight face if I wanted to. They all knew it, and even now, as a rush of laughter escaped me, I didn’t know why I tried.
I sucked in my amusement and lifted my head. When I did, an image in the background caught my attention.