Page 57 of Kiss the Villain

“We’ll see about that. God. I love your glares. You feel how hard you make me?”

“That’s because you’re gay and won’t admit it.”

“In that case, so are you. Look at that, more things we have in common, baby.”

“I’m not your baby… The fuck you think you’re doing?”

I tense up when he reaches in front of me and unbuttons my jeans. I’m horrified as my cock hardens at his touch.

At his hand on my abdomen.

How the fuck is something that normally disgusts me now turning me on?

Justhow?

Maybe I am broken. I have to be.

The drugs never left my system, and now, I’m trapped with arbitrary feelings and this asshole.

I expect him to fist my cock, but he just lowers my jeans and boxer briefs all the way to my knees.

Cold air bites my skin, but it does nothing to deflate my cock. It’s so heavy and aching, precum is trickling down its length.

And I refuse to act like a fucking teen and hump the tree. That justwon’tbe happening.

I wait for him to grab my cock and relieve the pent-up pressure he’s caused. That’s the whole point of this, right?

Trapping me, then forcing me to feel pleasure for his sick entertainment. Then it’ll be over, and I’ll go back to shooting arrows while telling myself it means nothing.

But his fingers dig into my ass cheek, pulling it aside. I stare up at him with wide eyes as he looks down at where his fingers are. “I must say. You have a nice ass.”

“Don’t you fucking dare!” I say in a guttural tone and slam my gloved hand on his thigh.

Slap!

I go completely still, my mouth hanging open as a tremble courses through me with startling intensity.

Did this asshole just spank me?Me?

“You fucking—” I try to turn around, but he slaps me again and again. Three times. Each stronger than the last.

I go into momentary shock.

Pain burns in my ass cheek, and it hurts. Like fucking hell. And I wish there was only the pain mixed with rage.

I wish my cock wouldn’t leak so much.

“Shh. Stop struggling. You can’t push me away.” He slides a finger against my back hole.

My muscles tense up so badly, I think I’ll shatter like goddamn glass. “Kayden, I’m warning you.”

“Say that again.”

“I’m warning you.”

“No.” His hot breaths skim my skin. “My name. It’s the first time you’ve said it. I like it.”

“Fuck you, Kayden.”

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