Page 10 of You're Mine Now

I let out a long sigh, partial relief washing over me. Maybe I was imagining things. “Fine,” I whispered. “Let’s make it quick.”

“Lay on your back,” he commanded, his voice low.

I obeyed, tension building in my body as I lowered myself down. I exhaled a shaky breath as I waited for his nextinstruction. He moved closer, lifting my leg, pressing it toward my chest. My pulse raced as he leaned, his chest inches from mine. My mouth opened to protest, to tell him he was too close.

Then, I felt it.

His bulge pressed into me where my legs were spread. He held my leg high, pushing me deeper into the stretch. I held my breath, convincing myself he didn’t know what he was doing. But then his body rocked—subtle and deliberate. The stretch pulsed with a rhythm I couldn’t ignore.

His cock grew harder. I could feel just how huge he was, his size impossible to dismiss.

I bit my lip, fighting against the heat rising inside me. But a low moan escaped before I could stop it, shattering the fragile silence.

“You like that?” he breathed, his voice cutting through the haze, acknowledging the very thing I was desperate to bury.

“No,” I lied, my voice trembling as I shut my eyes, willing this moment to disappear. But when I opened them, nothing had changed. I was still there, pinned beneath him, his cock pressing into me, hard and unrelenting.

“That’s how badly I want you,” he continued. “How badly I’ve wanted you since that first day.”

My pulse pounded in my ears as my mind searched for an escape, looking for something—anything—to break the moment.

“I heard that sound you made,” he taunted, rocking his hips against me. A slow, mocking smile curled across his lips. “You want me. You always did.”

I whimpered, looking up at him, my eyes pleading.

But he shook his head, his dominance suffocating me. “You were such a little tease. Never responding to my letters, even while you stared at me every chance you got.”

Anger ignited like a fire inside me, burning away the fear.

“I stared at you because I couldn’t believe your audacity,” I spat, my voice cutting. “And that moan was involuntary. It would have happened if you were hideous.”

He laughed, his body shaking with cruel amusement. Gently, he lowered my leg, only to grab the other, pushing it high toward my ear.

“So, you admit you think I’m attractive?” he teased, his cock still pressing into me through the thin fabric of his gym shorts and my leggings.

I glared, shaking my head.

“It doesn’t matter what you look like,” I said dryly, summoning every ounce of defiance I could. “You’re so goddamn cocky.”

“Interesting word choice,” his gaze dropped to the spot where his bulge rubbed against me. “Seems like you like my cock,” he hissed, grinding it against me.

I stifled a whimper, my body betraying me as my mind fought for control.

“You always played innocent.” He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “You aren’t as innocent as you pretend to be, are you?”

Suddenly, he rose to his feet. I scrambled to follow, praying he’d let me leave.

Relief flooded me when he opened the door, and walked to the foyer. It was over. The workout had been intense, eye-opening. It told me everything I needed to know about Adrian. He was still as obsessed and cruel as ever.

I forced politeness, not wanting to provoke him. “Well, uh, thank you, I guess,” I said awkwardly, reaching for my coat.

His grin widened as he watched me.

“You sure you don’t want to stay for a drink?”

“Definitely not,” I replied, my voice flat.

My phone pinged in my pocket, and I ignored it.

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