Page 82 of Corrupt Obsession

His bellow made her heart stop.

“You think it’s enough to have your body?” he asked harshly. “To have you give into me?” He shook his head. “I thought that would be enough, too, but it isn’t. I hate the way you look at me. The way you stiffen up when I touch you when I know a part of you wants it.” His hand slashed through the air. “Needs it just as much as I do. I want you to let yourself want me back, Vi, and stop punishing us.”

“I don’t want you.” Her voice wasn’t as adamant as she intended.

His eyes narrowed. “Don’t lie. It isn't always force. Most of the time, you’re wet before I even touch you. Three days ago, you were rocking back so hard on my dick, I had to brace myself. What?—”

“That’s mybody, notme!” she shrieked.

“Your body,” he repeated in a flat tone.

“Yes!”

He stared at her for a full minute before he said, “You’re not going to give in, are you?”

“Did I fight you this morning?” she asked waspishly.

He dismissed that with a wave of his hand, as if it was of no consequence. Rage licked the walls of her mind.

“I mean, you’re not going to admit what’s between us,” he clarified.

“What’s between us isgone!Youdestroyed it!”

His hand, still on the steering wheel, went white as he gripped it, making the veins on the back of his hand stand out.

“I didn’t destroy it,” he said roughly. “I embraced it, surrendered to it. Your fear of change, of Mom and Dad andGodmade this into something bad, but it isn’t. This is a goddamn gift.”

His eyes gleamed with zeal, sending a trickle of alarm through her.

“Dad said what isn’t meant to be, God won’t allow. God isn’t stopping us from being together. He would have intervened in some fashion by now, don’t you think? No matter what you do, God keeps pushing you toward me. He wouldn’t even let you catch the bus! He brought us here so we could talk. Why can’t you see that you’re the only thing stopping us from being everything we’re meant to be? Of being happy?”

“Don’t you dare use God to justify your behavior. The only reason you’ve gotten away with it is because you’re so good at fooling people, and I’m too weak to...” Her throat constricted asdespair and rage warred within her. “You…” Eyes burning, she bowed her head as she desperately tried to regain control.

“It’s not because you’re weak. You haven’t told anyone because you love me.”

Her head jerked up.“Love?”She could barely get the word out. How dare he say that to her?

“You love me,” he stated with such unshakeable confidence that she wanted to scratch his eyes out. “Deep down, you know we’re supposed to be together. You wouldn’t respond to anyone else the way you do to me.”

“That’s not true.” The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted it.

“What’s not true?”

His voice was calm, but she knew he was anything but.

She licked dry lips and couldn’t resist casting a nervous glance around, but there wasn’t a soul in sight. “I think we should go.”

“What’s not true?” he repeated.

When she didn’t speak, he leaned toward her.

“It’s not true that you only respond to me?”

She plucked at her jeans. He reached across the bench seat and gripped her chin, eyes glittering with the threat of violence.

“If I find out you allowed anyone to touch you, I’d kill them.”

“No one has!” She swatted at his hand, which only held her tighter. “I’m not allowed to date, and I don’t want anyone, including you! In fact, I thinkyoushould start dating again.”

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