Chapter 6

V ANCE

“ O kay, since I can do whatever I want, why don’t you let me go on my merry way, and we can pretend nothing happened?”

She’s fucking infuriating. She’s got every part of me confused, including my dick. The girl is doing everything to run away from me, and my cock is as hard as steel for her. “No.”

“Whatcha gonna do? Kidnap me?”

I pin her against the wall, ensuring she can feel all of me. I look straight into her eyes so she can see the heat in mine. “You’re far from a kid.”

“Did you turn up the heat to make me feel uncomfortable?”

“Do you ever shut up?”

“Not really. Especially when I’m nervous. Why? Does it bother you?”

“No. I’m sure I can stuff it with something to keep it under control.”

“Oh, my god, you’re gonna rape me, aren’t you?” she screeches. She tries to pull away, but she’s no match for my strength.

Rape? She thinks I’m capable of rape? Sure, I’ve done some fucked up shit but never rape. “Little Bird, I don’t rape women. When we have sex, you’ll beg for my cock in every one of your holes and thank me for it.”

I take her to the alley, where the town car is waiting for us. Enzo and Tony are on standby and look at me in disappointment.

“I don’t need your shit,” I warn them.

Enzo hands me the blindfold. I hold it up to Clarissa.

“You’re crazy if you think I’m wearing that?”

I pin her to the car, giving her a taste of my hard cock against her belly. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Which would you prefer? Soft or rough? I’m partial to rough, so I hope you go that route.”

I watch as her breathing becomes shallow. She can protest all she wants, but a significant part of her likes this game of cat and mouse with me. She wants to be caught.

I bend, my breath teasing across her skin. “Why don’t you be a good girl and do as you’re told?”

I place the blindfold over her eyes. This time, she doesn’t protest. I gently place her in the car's backseat, and Tony drives.

“Where are we going?”

“Somewhere we can be alone.”

“You could have asked me on a date.”

“Consider this a date.”

“Fuck you!” she barks.

“I’m trying to be patient, Little Bird, but constantly testing me isn’t helping. I’m no gentleman, so don’t push me.”

“You tied my hands with your belt and took away my sight. I’m vulnerable here. How can I be sure you won’t harm me?”

“You have my word that no harm will come to you. You’re completely safe with me.”

“Can I get something to drink?”

I open the car fridge and pour two glasses of champagne. “You like champagne?”

“Who doesn’t?”

I bring the flute to her lips. “Open.”

“You can’t possibly expect me to let you pour unknown liquid into my mouth? How can I be sure you’re not trying to drug me?”

“Open your mouth, Clarissa, or I will pry it open.”

She sits there, her mouth clamped shut. My control slips and my anger rises, taking hold of me. I take a swig of the liquid, holding it in my mouth. If she wants to be difficult, so be it. I hold her head in one hand while I pinch her nose, restricting her airway. I’m grateful I can’t see her eyes and the monster I am reflected in them.

When she can’t hold her breath any longer, she opens her mouth, and I lean in, spilling the liquid from my mouth into hers. She swallows most of it, but a tiny drop glides from the corner of her mouth. I bend and trace it with my tongue, and Clarissa sighs.

“You turned on, Little Bird?”

“No.”

I glide my finger along her collarbone and stop above her cleavage. “Is that why you’re breathing so heavily? Why your mouth is slightly parted as if waiting on my cock?”

“It’s fear, you asshole, not lust.”

I part her legs and nudge my knee between her legs. I feel the heat from her pussy, knowing that if I touched her, she would drench my hand. Leaning down, I nip at her earlobe, enough to get her attention but not enough to hurt. “Is that why your nipples are as hard as rocks, and your pussy is soaking wet?”