Page 16 of Malicious Intentions

As I slide from the car, I grab Lexi’s hand and pull her across the seat.

She protests, but I throw her a dark look that makes the words die in her throat. “Keep fighting me, and I’ll shove you to your knees and whip your face with my cock before shoving it between your lips.”

“You wouldn’t dare.” She throws me a scathing look before sticking her pert little nose in the air. “Our parents are here.”

I chuckle. “Wouldn’t I?” I stare at her, a challenge burning in my eyes.

She doesn’t say anything. Instead, she tries to pull away from me.

Exiting the car, I pull her out after me. Yanking her against me, I whisper in her ear, “I think you wanna fuck me, and that’s why you’re being a defiant brat.”

Her mouth drops open.

My lips curl in a smug smile. “Oh, an invitation.”

She tries to hit me in my balls, but I’m too quick and move out of the way, never letting go of her hand. The cutest little growl I’ve ever heard comes from her lips. I wink at her before tugging her along behind our parents.

“Is everything okay?” Her mom asks as she peers over her shoulder.

“Just fine.” I give her mom a confident smile.

As soon as her mom turns around, Lexi snaps, “Listen here, fucker—ow.” I squeeze her hand, crushing it with my own.

My lips are against her ear as I hiss, “I’m starting to lose patience with you. Keep it up, and I promise you won’t like the way I humiliate you.” My other hand moves to her ass, pinching it hard enough to leave a mark.

Her face is red from anger as she snaps, “Stop fucking hurting me asshole.”

“Stop misbehaving, and I won’t need to. Now shut the hell up, or I’ll fuck your throat in front of the entire restaurant.”

She huffs, her eyes glittering with rage. But there’s a glimmer of desire there as well. “Fucking bastard.”

Her spine is stiff as we stop behind my father and her mother, waiting to be seated. When the hostess gestures for us to follow her, Lexi starts acting up, strutting her hips and drawing attention to herself.

I tug her against me, squeezing her fingers so tightly she winces. “Fuck around and find out, Lexi.”

We follow the hostess to the back of the restaurant. As soon as we are inside the private area, I grab Lexi’s ass, my lips grazing the shell of her ear. “Every part of you belongs to me. Don’t make me prove it.”

Her mocha eyes are an inferno of rage, but a challenge glimmers in them as she gives me a smug smile. “You wouldn’t dare. It would tarnish your perfect son act.”

I’ll never admit it to her, but I admire her spunk and fighting spirit. It’s what draws me to her.

My smile is wolfish. “Little girl, I’ve been playing this game for twenty-five years. I’m not worried about getting caught.”

Lexi scowls before sliding into the chair I pulled out for her.

I lean over her as I push the chair beneath the table. “But you should be afraid. Your reputation is more than a little tarnished.”

My smile and eyes are hard as I slide into my seat, holding her gaze. She shifts uncomfortably and is the first to look away.

Reaching for the water glass on the table, her hands shake as she lifts it to her lips.

Cynthia flashes Lexi a warning look. “Don’t embarrass me. Follow Evan’s lead.”

Lexi nearly chokes on her water, and I grin. “Listen to your mother, little sis,” I taunt in her ear.

She gives me a sweet smile and murmurs, “Kiss my ass.”

Picking up my water glass, I gloat at her over the rim, hoping like hell it can douse the inferno of anger burning through my veins at her indecent attire.

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