Page 54 of Stalk Me

“You can hate me.” His breath is warm against my ear. “But I won’t let them kill you.”

“The only one hurting me is you!” I stamp on his foot and slam my head back toward his face, but he anticipates every move.

“You think you can control me!” I struggle to break free of his hold, my heart pounding. “Keep me locked up in this fancy prison!”

“That’s not—” His grip tightens as I buck against him.

“Let me go!”

I kick out, my heel connecting with his shin. He grunts, but still, he doesn’t release me. “Damn it, Sofia, stop this!”

“Never! You have no right to do this!” The smell of his cologne invades my senses, and my whole body is pressed against his. My breath comes in ragged gasps.

“You won’t be controlled.” His voice is a low growl, his lips brushing my ear. The feel of his hot breath sends a tremor rippling along my spine. “Even now, you fight.”

I freeze, my chest heaving against his. A new tension fills the air separating us. His hand curls around my hip, fingers splaying possessively.

“When you fight...” His thumb brushes the sensitive skin of my lower abdomen. “It makes Daddy so hard.”

A moan escapes my throat as his words ignite a flame low in my belly. My anger shifts, twisting into something else. Something raw and primal. My body arches into his, seeking more of that touch.

His low laugh vibrates through his chest, pressing against my back. “So responsive,malishka.” His free hand slides up my stomach, claiming me.

“Don’t...” My protest is weak as his fingers find my nipple, rubbing through the thin fabric of my shirt. My eyes drift closed, a moan escaping as he teases the sensitive peak.

The breath hitches in my throat as his thumb circles my nipple. I can feel it, hard and tight, begging for more. A whimper escapes, betraying me. His other hand slides down to grip my thigh, fingers digging into my flesh.

“Daddy’s going to fuck his naughty girl now.” His voice is a dark whisper, full of promise.

“No...” The word is automatic, but my body betrays me. My hips shift, rubbing against the evidence of his arousal. I need to escape, to put space between us, but my body yearns for his. It’s a battle I can’t win.

He spins me around, slamming me back against the door. My hands fly to his chest, but he grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head with one hand. His mouth crashes down on mine, kissing me hard.

“Let me go.” My lips part beneath his, a weak protest as my body melts into his. His tongue invades my mouth, demanding and possessive.

“Tell me to stop,malishka.” His breath mingles with mine as he grinds his erection against me.

“Stop.” The word is a lie, but I can’t bring myself to withdraw my hips. His tongue plunges into my mouth, and I moan, kissing him back with the same urgency.

He pulls back, eyes glittering. “No, you don’t mean that.”

His fingers tangle in my hair, tipping my head back. “You like it when Daddy takes what he wants.”

“No...” I gasp as his mouth sucks my pulse point. Lightning flares between my legs, a direct hit to my core. My back arches, pressing against his mouth as he scrapes his teeth over the sensitive skin.

“You lie so badly, baby.” His lips trail down my neck as he nips and sucks at my skin. I can feel his smile against my collarbone.

The warmth of his palm brands my thigh, reaching beneath my skirt and finding my center. I’m wet and aching for him. His fingers delve into my heat, circling my clit.

“No...” I push against his shoulder, but it’s a hollow resistance. I need this, crave it. His mouth closes over my nipple through the fabric of my shirt, sucking hard, and I cry out.

He releases my wrists, both hands now on my thighs, pushing my skirt up. “You want Daddy to make you come?”

“No.” My hips buck against his hand. I’m on fire, my body betraying every command from my brain. “Please...”

He growls, lifting me. My back slams against the door, and I wrap my legs around his waist as he thrusts into me, filling me in one smooth stroke. I cry out, nails digging into his shoulders as he moves.

“You want me to stop?” His breath is hot against my ear, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through me.

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