Page 142 of Anger

“How did you get into my apartment?”

The slight tilt of my head matches the way my lips curve up at the corners.

“I told you we’re not done.”

I dodge the pillow that’s slung in my direction. It hits the bureau behind me with a heavy thump.

Turning, I look at some of the boxes that were knocked to the ground, the contents spilling out.

“Careful, you may fuck up your entire organization syst—”

The words are barely out of my mouth, when Blue launches at me next.

“Get the hell out!” she roars, her weight knocking me back a step, before I wrap my arms around her and toss her on the bed.

Rubbing at my jaw, I grin.

“Didn’t know you like it rough. You should have said something the first time.”

“If you don’t get the fuck out of my apartment—”

She’s got a hell of a voice on her, but mine booms louder.

“That’s what I’m trying to do! If you’ll calm down and fucking listen for once.”

“You shouldn’t be here in the first place, asshole!”

Leaning down, I plant my hands on the mattress on either side of her body, and get in her face, unconcerned by what she can do to me.

“Unfortunately, you’ve got a problem, and I’ve been sent here to solve it for you. Now either calm the fuck down, or I’m going to—”

Blue punches me, my head wrenching left from the force of it. A growl erupts in my chest as I turn back and lock my eyes with hers.

“You’re going to pay for that, beautiful. Lucky for you, I happen to like it rough myself.”

Grabbing her ankle, I yank her body down then drop my full weight on top of her. My body grinds between her legs, my erection grabbing her attention.

Blue stills in place and bares her teeth.

“That will never happen.”

I’ve never been one for a hate fuck, but Blue is starting to convince me of its benefits.

Lowering my face to hers, I jerk back just a touch when she snaps her teeth at my nose like she is trying to bite it off.

Damn this woman doesn’t know what it means to give up. And I love that she’s practically feral.

I press my body tighter between her legs. Blue stills at the touch.

“Seriously? This is what turns you on?”

“It didn’t used to, but then I’ve never had a woman fight back before.”

Swinging her hand at me, I trap it with mine at her wrist. She comes up with the other arm, and I catch that one, too. Locking them together and trapping them on the mattress above her head, I stare down at where her tits are busting out of the little pink cami.

Our eyes meet again, and Blue wiggles her hips trying to kick me, the movement forcing a frustrated growl to rumble over my lips.

“Keep moving like that, woman, and I’m not to blame for what happens next.”

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