Page 96 of Ignite

“Me bending you over the hood and finally taking what’s mine.”

She gasps, and I chuckle.

Darkness flickers in her gaze as she slides her hands under my shirt, dragging her nails across my abs. It sets me on fire, but I don’t flip my switch. Not yet.

“I don’t have any panties on.”

“Fuck, Hallie.”

She bites her lip. My gaze zeroes in.

“Yes. That’s the idea. Conan fucks Hallie senseless. Can you do that for me, beastie?”

I blink. That challenge in her voice knocks the wind out of me. I’m used to control. No talking. No feeling. Just a fuck.

This? This is something else. Hotter. Deadlier.

“I wouldn’t test me, trouble. I don’t know how much you can handle of me yet.”

I grab her hand and press it to my cock. She wraps her fingers around it, rising on her tiptoes, nose brushing against my stubble.

I slip my hand beneath her dress, dragging my fingers through her slick heat.

“Is this what I do to you? Hmm? I turn you into a good little whore for me?”

Her breath hitches. She spreads her legs wider. Her little breathy pants by my ear makes my skin crawl in the best way.

“Be a good boy and show me what I’ve been missing. Show me how you really like it.”

Holy. Fuckin’. Shit. I’ve met my match.

“There’s nothing good about me, darlin’,” I growl.

She pulls back, sliding her hands up under my shirt, tracing each line of my abs.

“Yeah, there is. Deep down, you’re a softie, really.”

I laugh low and dark, shaking my head. Wrong. So fucking wrong.

I grab her throat again, lifting her and settling her ass on the hood. I step between her thighs, boxing her in.

“Wrong. And you’re about to find out just how fuckin’ dark I am, Hallie.”

She swallows hard. I smirk, feeling her heart hammer against my palm.

“Yes. You seem to bring out another side of me. But that ain’t the man I am deep down. You really want to see him?”

“I do,” she says, confident. Steady.

I release her and take a step back, running a hand down my face. Testing her. Watching her.

“Fine. If you want me to fuck you, you gotta earn it, darlin’.”

“How do you suggest I do that then?”

I grab her cheeks and stare into those wide eyes. “Run.”

She blinks. Then looks toward the door.

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