Page 130 of Wreck Me

“What?” she snapped.

And it was delicious. She was a ball of fury on the verge, and capable of doing a great deal of damage. So much power.

So much that she’d been squandering. No more.

“You responded very favorably to Bastian’s harsh and unrelenting approach. You react well to challenges, to aggression also. It excites you, makes you feel alive. You enjoy the power play.”

“You did all this to bring that out in me?”

“Of course. I wanted to meet the real you, not the falsity you created.” I reached up and grasped her thighs roughly.

Her hands slapped to my shoulders to steady herself as she looked at me through wide eyes as I stroked her thighs up and down, narrowly avoiding the apex. She was stunned that she was succumbing to my touch so quickly, drawn into my web so easily. She’d understand soon enough that she was connecting with the beast in me through the savagery in her. While hers had spent a lot of time being tampered down, mine was always right at the surface, ready to unleash and wield at a moment’s notice.

“Do you hurt?”

“Hurt?” she asked, distractedly, her eyes fixed on my fingers teasing her thighs.

“After what he did to you earlier?”

She shuddered and I watched carefully as she then worked her jaw as though she was swallowing it down. Her nails dug into the shoulders of my long sleeve tee. “It’s not the first time something like that has happened in that sort of amped up situation.”

I knew for a fact that it wasn’t. Because I knew about Jett.

“Do you want me to stop?”

“I know how to handle it. And I don’t want to talk about it, or even think about it.”

“What do you want?”

Her emerald eyes locked on mine and I saw that fire sparking. “I want to erase it. I need the feel of his disgusting touch off me.”

“You’re sure that’s how you want to go about it?”

She nodded.

“Hmm,” I said, my fingers leaving her thighs, then coming up and hooking in the waistband of her pants. “Did Bastian tell you about the special dynamic between the three of us?”

She went so still as she released my shoulders and focused on my fingers just a hair’s breadth away from making contact right where she wanted me, anticipation dancing in her eyes, that fire still sparking. “I… yeah… he alluded to it.”

“And you got a taste with the two of them together.”

“Yeah,” she murmured.

“You’ll stay here tonight. Tomorrow too. We have a lot to show you. If you’re ready to be the real you now, no more pretense?”

“I can’t just stay.”

“Your parents are off-territory again for the next few days.”

“That development deal… you know?”

“I know a lot. So you’ll stay. Anything you need, I’ll see to it.”

“I… okay. I’ll stay.”

“Excellent.” I tugged lightly at her waistband. “Now, let’s deal with this immediate situation, shall we?”

She reached up and tugged her hair tie free and slid it onto her wrist. And then she shook it out, giving her a sexy wanton look when combined with the anticipation shining in her eyes and her biting her pouty lips at the same time, worrying the bottom one between her teeth.

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