Page 87 of Intense
“W-what were you doing with that guy?”
I dig my fingers into her thigh.
“Did you see me, really?” I whisper.
She brings her chin down, a darkness creeping behind her eyes. A mischievous smirk teasing her plump lips.
“I did. And you know exactly what I want in return for my silence.”
My heart kicks. Slams against my ribcage like it’s trying to break out of my chest.
I’ve never wanted someone this badly.
Not like this.
Not where it hurts.
It’s not just sex. It’s the fire in her eyes. The challenge. The sharp tongue and brutal wit. The way she fights me without ever actually walking away.
The teasing. The competition. The craving to win her over and destroy her in the same breath.
She’s chaos.
And I’m addicted.
On that hospital roof, I let her see it. Just for a second. A flicker of the real me.
I thought it was enough to shake her. Thought maybe she’d finally understand what this is.
An obsession.
A sickness.
But I was wrong.
She still thinks this is a game.
Still thinks she has the upper hand.
I shake my head, the urge to kiss her warring with the need to tear her down.
No.
Not yet.
I’ve got more work to do.
Clearly.
Chapter 30
STEPHANIE
Song- Closer, Kings of Leon.
His hand finally drops from my throat, but the imprint remains. I need more. I’ve always craved it but never found it.
Everything about him seeps into my dark heart. The way his breath scorched my skin. The way his body boxed me in. The way my thighs trembled around his hips like I belonged there.
