Page 22 of Sadist

“Orwhat?”I snapped. “You think I’m scared of you?” I barked out a laugh, sounding slightly unhinged. And honestly? I didn’t know what I was feeling. Angry. Frustrated. Untethered. It all hit me at once and made me reckless. “Fuck you. Get your own breakfast.”

I strode past her, aiming for my cell, when an iron grip closed around my wrist and hauled me around until I was facing her again.

“I’m not done with you.”

I glared at her. “Too fucking bad.” My heart was thundering in my chest, but I refused to look away, and a slow smile spreadover Theo’s face as she took in the defiance that was gripping every atom of my being.

“Such a stubborn streak you have there, Octavia. I’m going to have so much fun breaking it.” A twist of my arm had me backing across the room, guided by a grip that was going to leave bruises. And fuck if it wasn’t doing terrible things to me. My mind was in full revolt. Part of me desperate to be closer to this woman, the other part raging.

My legs hit something solid, and if it wasn’t for the grip she had on me, I would have fallen. Instead, I sat heavily on the black cushioned bench in the middle of the gym. Every nerve ending within me flared as her weight settled across my lap, her hands pressing my wrists down against my sides.

“I can see every thought you are having right now,” she murmured, tilting her head as her gaze pinned me to the bench. “So why not just ask me nicely?”

“Get. Off. Me,” I bite out.“You have lost it if you think I want anything to do with you.”

That slow, wicked smile spread across her lips.

“I’m getting real damn tired of being dictated to in my own home by women who could do with a couple of really good orgasms to chill them the fuck out—so I will make you a deal,” she murmured, leaning down until she was just inches from my face. Her eyes scanned mine for a moment, her warmth across my hips distracting me.

“You prove to me that you are not lying through your teeth right now, and I will give you freedom. You prove me right, and I show you what happens when people think they can lie to me…and I get to have a little ofmykind of fun.”

“And how do I do that?” I said, my fists clenched so hard my nails were biting painfully into my palms.

“I’m going to fuck myself, right here,” she whispered.

Jesus fucking Christ.

“On your lap…and if you truly think I’m as abhorrent as you insist…it should berealeasy for you to not watch.”

My heart instantly skipped a beat, and her eyes lingered on the pulse in my neck with a satisfied smirk.

“What?” I rasped.

“Did I stutter?”

“You will give me freedom?” I asked, trying desperately not to go full gay panic and willing my voice to be normal.“Just like that. You will let me go.”

“Uh-huh,” she murmured. I nearly groaned as she rolled her hips, barely biting back the sound in time. Theo tilted her head to the side. “I open those doors, and I will even give you an hour’s head start before I hunt you down. Do we have a deal or not?”

I considered my options for all of five seconds before slowly nodding. I could do it. An hour was all I needed to get myself away and hidden.

“And I’m meant to trust you will keep your word?”

Theo smiled.

“I promise. And I keep my promises, Sweets.” She let one of my wrists go and leaned forward a fraction more as she reached for something next to me, her lips brushing mine. Not a kiss, but it scorched my skin and stole my breath. Then the bench behind me dropped, and I was suddenly lying flat as she tossed the pin she had just pulled to the floor. Standing abruptly, Theo slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her pants and pushed them off her hips, and I had time to see two small diamond dermal piercings on the front of her pussy as she stepped out of them, before she was lowering herself onto my hips again—this time with nothing between her and the strip of skin bared on my stomach.

I gasped as she gripped my T-shirt in her hands and ripped it open, my hands quickly moving to cover myself.

“Show me,” she murmured, running a light finger down my arm and making my skin pebble.

This was so wrong. Soverywrong. My body was reacting to her like no other, and I knew she could see it.

She sighed in appreciation as I slowly lowered my arms, the cool air making my nipples draw tight.

You don’t want this. You don’t want this.I chanted the words to myself as if I needed convincing.

Theo didn’t touch me, even though her expression told me she wanted to. I can’t explain what that felt like. Anticipation? Relief?

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