Page 10 of Sweet Animosity

I raised an eyebrow. “Nice trick.”

Taking the still warm piece of fabric in my hand, I ran my fingers over the underwire until I found the small slit opening. I yanked the wire free.

“Hey! That’s from Victoria’s Secret! It cost me sixty bucks.”

Ignoring her complaint, I tore the wire out of the other cup. When I was satisfied there was no listening device, I tossed it aside.

She dove for it.

I was quicker.

Cupping her shoulders, I slammed her against the wall of towering cardboard.

Her eyes narrowed. “Can I please have my bra back?”

Not a fucking chance.

“Not yet. I have some questions. What are you doing here?”

She crossed her arms over her middle. “Did you murder those men?”

“I asked you first.”

“And I asked second.”

I placed a hand under her chin and raised her gaze closer to mine. “You’re rather feisty for a woman who is in mortal danger.”

Her lips thinned. “If you were planning on killing me, you would have done so without caring about a wire.”

I nodded. “Fair point. Now answer my question.”

“Answer mine first.”

Clearly, I would need to change interrogation tactics.

Pushing my fingers into her hair, I anchored my hand at the back of her skull. With her head yanked back, I stepped forward, pressing my hips against her stomach. Only slightly easing the growing ache in my cock.

Her jewel eyes widened. “Wait, what are you?—”

My mouth slammed down onto hers.

Fuck, she was sweet.

Even as she fought me.

Her small hands tugged at my shirt while a soft, plaintive whimper escaped her lips.

My tongue pushed inside her wet heat, picturing doing the same with my cock. I bruised her lips against the harsh edge of my teeth as I pressed down hard, subduing her resistance.

The tip of her tongue swirled around mine, trying to push me out, as I feasted.

My other hand moved to her front. This time tearing at the buttons on her shirt. The first two popped off and scattered across the cement floor as I pushed my hand inside, desperate to feel the weight of her breast against my palm.

Her bare flesh was heavy and full in my hand. I groaned against her mouth as I brushed my thumb across her erect nipple.

Fuck, I could come just from touching this woman’s breasts.

Forcing her against the cardboard wall, I pushed my hips into her harder, applying pressure to my shaft to ease the rising tension.

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