Page 25 of Tell Me You Like It

I raise a brow. “After last night, I’d think you’d be a little more careful about where you go, and who you hang out with.”

She pinches her brows together. “Iambeing careful. I came with my roommate, and Bree is here…somewhere. I’mfine. I didn’t need you to swoop in and save me.” She says the last with a flourish of her arms.

I gather her against me, her soft curves forming into my body. I capture her chin between my thumb and the crook of my forefinger. “You do need me,” I say, my mouth just inches from hers. I’ve never taken a woman while she’s intoxicated, but I’m tempted to now. Just to show her who is in control. “And you will listen to me, even when your stubborn-as-fuck-brain tells you not to.”

This girl is the reason my entire world fell apart. I should be disgusted by the air she breathes. I should recoil at the thought of touching her. Butfuck, these curves–they’re meant to tempt, to lure, to fucking entrap. And they do exactly that. She feels so good when she’s pressed up against me that I can almost forget what a horrible person she is.

Almost.

She shakes her head, the movement over-exaggerated. “Nope. I’ve never been a good listener.”

I release her chin and smooth my hand over the tight globe of her ass, squeezing. My cock immediately stirs to life. “I’m going to change that.”

She laughs, like what I said was funny. “Yeah, Ibetyou’d like someone completely submissive to you. I’d put money on the fact that total control turns you on. You seem twisted like that.”

I clench my jaw, a tic pulsing in my cheek. She has no fucking idea how much I want to break her. To make her completely submissive to me. To make her pay for what she’s done.

And if I’m being honest, her submission will end up being easier for us both, because the truth is, I’m going to get my fucking way no matter the cost. That’s just how I roll.

To her credit, she doesn’t back down. “You may have this entire campus wrapped around your finger, Roman Rush, but I’m not so easily impressed.” A hiccup jolts her entire body. “And I won’t beownedby you.”

I narrow my eyes at her. I can tell she means what she says, and it rocks me a little. Because of my family, and the power we have on this campus, I’m not used to getting pushback from anyone–let alone a chick. They’re usually falling at my feet, poised and ready to make me happy. This resistance I’m getting from Lux is foreign as fuck, and I’m not sure what to do with it—except do what I’ve always done.

Dominate.

I brush my lips over hers. “It’s far too late for that, Little Rabbit,” I say. “You’re already mine, and I’m going to make you feel it in every-fucking-way possible.”

If she thinks I’m walking away from this, just because she’s being difficult, then she’s got another thing coming.

CHAPTER TEN

Lux

His lips are touching mine,and I hate to admit it, even to myself, but my brain goes foggy. My knees go weak, and my heart feels like it’s trying to hammer its way through my ribs.

I hate this. I hate how quickly my body responds to him.

I suck in a breath and try to pull away, but Roman holds me tightly. His huge arms are like iron bands that are twisted around me, cadging me in. Holding me in place.

You’re already mine.

A fissure of heat cracks open inside me. I want so badly to belong to someone. I’ve always dreamt about that—findingmyperson. What would he look like? How would we find each other in this huge, crazy world?

But never, ever, in my mind’s eye did I see someone like Roman Rush as my person. And I’m not going to start imagining it now. He’s a hot guy who makes electricity zip through my veins. But that’s it.

If I’m being honest with myself, Nathan is more myspeed. Quiet and a little awkward. Not handsome, but not hideous either, not that looks really matter all that much to me.

Swallowing, I pull my head back slightly and look Roman square in the eye. “Let me go.”

One side of his mouth curls up sardonically. “Freedom is going to cost you.”

I know he’s just referring to my physical freedom in this moment, but the prospect is tempting anyway. Mainly, because tingles have already started sweeping over my body, and honestly, a couple more minutes in his embrace, and I don’t know what I’ll do.

“What do you want?” I bite out.

“I want you to suck me off,” he says evenly.

I look at him like he’s an alien. “I’m not doing that here.”

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