Page 24 of The Devastation You Reap
"You're really gonna make me work for it, huh?" He tries to close the space between us once more.
"Nothing to work for. Nothing is happening here."
Before I know what's happening, my back collides with the wall beside the door to our building.
"Oh yeah, is that what you really think?"
His scent fills my nose, the exact one that I've been remembering all day as his forearms lift, caging me in.
"I don't just think it. I know it. Now can you please leave me alone. I'm not interested."
"Yeah, see… I think you're lying."
I fight to keep my breathing steady so I don't give him anything to prove that he's right.
"I'm not."
I gasp when his hot hand cups my cheek.
"Your pupils are dilated. You keep biting your bottom lip." In case I don't know where my bottom lip is, he drags his thumb across it. "And your chest is heaving."
My eyes narrow on his but before I manage to come up with a witty response, he leans forward, his breath tickling my ear and sending a shiver racing down my spine.
"And I'd put money on the fact your nipples are hard right now behind that padded bra."
The breath I didn't know I was holding comes racing out of me in a rush.
No one has ever spoken to me like this before and it makes my head spin with confusion.
"Want me to prove it to you?"
"What? No," I gasp, folding my arms in front of my chest.
"One night, Macie. Then if you don't want to spend more time with me, I'll leave you alone."
I study him, searching for any hint that he might be lying.
Why I'm even considering his terms I've no freaking clue but something just feels wrong about turning him down.
He's playing you,a little voice screams in my head. And while I might totally agree with that voice, I'm also intrigued to find out what game he's actually playing.
"Is this some kind of bet or something?"
"What? No. What kind of guy do you think I am?"
"You really want me to answer that?" I ask, raising a brow.
"Yeah, I do. But not right now."
His hand slips around the back of my neck and my body freezes in panic but all he does is pull me from the wall and twist me toward the door.
"Do you mind not manhandling me?"
"Not really. You're too small and cute not to." He steps right up behind me, his crotch pressing against my ass. "I like knowing that I can make you move in any way I want."
"I'm not weak, Leon. I won't bend to your needs."
"Trust me, Red. You're making it harder than most."
