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“Youaremy TBI.”
He smirks sinfully, his body bends forward and his lips are at my ear.
Why is he teasing me like this? He knows the effects he has on me and he's enjoying every second of getting me flustered.
"Cherry, if I'm your TBI… imagine how harsh of a villain I'd be in your story if things escalated more that night."
I push him away from my ear while sending blades fueled by hatred his way. He pulls away from me and smiles, devilishly, standing tall.
"I think you should get someone else to take over for you. I don't think you have what it takes to work here.”
I bite my lip. I know which night he's talking about very well. Something takes over me when I see that his eyes are fixated on my mouth.
"You aren't a villain, Danny. An asshole, maybe. But I know there's more. You think you know me. You think I won't survive you, but I guess we'll never know will we?" He flinches at my response. I'm daring him. I'm surprising myself at this point. His beautiful eyes darken.
I'm taunting him… and he knows it.
He growls and reaches for the curtains behind me. I still as I watch him throw them to the side, giving us privacy from the see-through doors.
Oh, gosh, what did I just do?
Then he pushes me against the wall of the hospital room with his body and I'm instantly feeling like I'm floating with arousal. Anyone can barge in at any moment, and the thought of us getting caught only makes this more dangerously exciting.
I look up at him as his hand reaches my throat, and he gives it a gentle squeeze.
“You’re playing games with the Devil, little Angel. Are you sure you want to go to Hell?”
Then, he crashes his lips against mine while leaning against the wall behind me with his hand. We're moving with such desperation I know this is going to be bad.
He's so bad.
I want him. When I'm near him, I feel like I'm going to hell and I'd be okay with that.
When his tongue slips through my mouth, my heart begins to pound and I see golden sparkles. A moan escapes me when I find his other hand pulls me towards his groin and I feel it. I feelhim.He pushes his hard bulge against the front of my waist and I'm begging for more.
I reach for his pants. I'm eager and flushed. I don't care if I'm a virgin. All my morals and feminism leave my body willingly. If my first time is in a hospital room, so be it.
His lips brush harder, his tongue moves deeper inside of me.God, I've missed his tongue.One of his hands sneaks underneath my scrub top, his skin on my skin, reaching for my bra. His familiar calloused palms slither underneath it and he squeezes my breast, hard. I moan into his mouth and he smiles against my lips. I reach for his waistband but then, he pulls away from me, grabbing my hands gently, stopping me. His rough hands grip me tightly, and he places them on my sides. He groans as he stops himself.
He's confusing me and it's driving my insecurities through the roof.
He's still shirtless, a sand clock tattooed on his chest with mysterious words, meets my eyes. His lips leave my mouth and we're breathing heavily.
"I want you," I murmur softly, against his lips.
He looks at me and he looks like he's holding a whole world back from me. Something ruinous in the way his gaze pierces through me. He releases his grip from my neck and instead brushes his fingers against my bottom lip.
"You don't know what you're asking for Ari."
Silence envelopes the room. The thrill of getting lost in Danny anchors to the floor and I'm at a loss for words.
"This is the last time I'll ever touch you." He whispers, walking away from me.
Chapter18
danny
Of course, I passed Ari’s little evaluation of the TBI with flying colors. It’s so satisfying how easily I get under her skin. Her body was begging me to take her in that hospital room. She wanted me to but I held myself back. I won't show her how villainous I truly am and can be. She doesn't get it. I need to protect her. Even if it means, protecting herfrom myself.The fucked up side of me.
