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Authors: Tara Oakes
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bite my lip and feel the wild breaths escaping my mouth as they make a wispy sound. It’s no use. I know him well enough to know he’s dead serious.
“Oh yeah?” I ask as I busily search through the bag. I hold my phone up in victory. “Well, I don’t need you to give me my keys. I don’t need anything from you. Harris will come get me.”
His lips curl up in a most evil way. “You must be talking about your little friend from this morning. Harris? Is that his name?” He laughs wildly, barely being able to catch his breath. “Harris! That’s priceless.”
“ Dr . Harris Walker,” I’m sure to emphasize the title.
Recovered from his hysterics, he begins to rub his hands together furiously. “Please. By all means… call Harris. Bring that sonuvabitch right to me and save me the trip of finding him myself.”
His knuckles crack against each other as he readies his hands for the damage I have no doubt they plan of inflicting.
I swallow hard.
“Let me teach the good doctor a thing or two about touching someone else’s property.”
I picture the mess that will be Harris’s body once Clink has gotten through with him. I can’t be responsible for that.
I punch the numbers into the screen of the phone and hold it up to my ear. It rings. “I’m not your property, asshole,” I murmur to him as I wait.
Clink continues his preparations. His neck is stretched, making a god-awful sound as it also cracks not just in one direction, but then the other. The vein protruding on a diagonal slant down that thick neck is throbbing violently.
“This is nurse Griffiths,” I announce into the receiver as he watches, practically foaming at the mouth for me to deliver his victim to him. “I’ve had some car trouble on my break and won’t be able to make it back. Could you please sign me out as an emergency?”
I wait for the reply from the nurse’s station as Clink eyes me curiously.
“Thank you,” I end the call.
“Wha-?” He’s disappointed that his blood lust won’t be quenched tonight.
My next call is made quickly as I interrupt the agitated biker in front of me from speaking further.
“Could you come pick me up please?” I ask. Clink’s stepping closer as if he’ll magically hear the voice on the other end. I step back. “Thanks. I’m outside Clink’s house. Don’t ask. Just get here quick.”
I shove the phone back into the depths of my bag, satisfied that I’ve found the one way around Clink’s little powerplay.
“Afraid little loverboy won’t be able to hold his own?” he voices, sarcastically.
I laugh. “He’s not an animal , like you.”
His eyes somehow darken even more than they already are. “Don’t kid yourself, Sugar. You like the animal in me. It’s the only thing powerful enough to tame you.”
I summon the strength through the lifting fog over my mind from earlier. “I don’t need to be tamed. I don’t want to be tamed. And you’re no longer in a position to even try.”
He roughly pulls me in, close to him, held in the tight vice of a grip of his massive arms. I’m pressed up and left immobile against his rock-hard chest. The coarse stubble of his day-old shave is rough against the skin of my cheek, scratching as he angles his chin down, his lips dangerously close to mine as they whisper in a growl.
The massive bulge between his legs presses into me and he moves to deepen the effect, knowing full well I feel the entirety of it against my stomach.
“ You know what you need. I know what you need. You can fool yourself as best you can, Sugar, but you can’t fool me. I know right now you feel my rock-hard cock against you and you’re fighting against everything in you not to admit that you want it… that you know it’s the only thing capable of making you feel this way.”
I whimper as it twitches against me, knowing the power it harnesses. His lips are so close to mine as he speaks that I feel his tongue flicker against his teeth with his sounds and use
“Oh yeah?” I ask as I busily search through the bag. I hold my phone up in victory. “Well, I don’t need you to give me my keys. I don’t need anything from you. Harris will come get me.”
His lips curl up in a most evil way. “You must be talking about your little friend from this morning. Harris? Is that his name?” He laughs wildly, barely being able to catch his breath. “Harris! That’s priceless.”
“ Dr . Harris Walker,” I’m sure to emphasize the title.
Recovered from his hysterics, he begins to rub his hands together furiously. “Please. By all means… call Harris. Bring that sonuvabitch right to me and save me the trip of finding him myself.”
His knuckles crack against each other as he readies his hands for the damage I have no doubt they plan of inflicting.
I swallow hard.
“Let me teach the good doctor a thing or two about touching someone else’s property.”
I picture the mess that will be Harris’s body once Clink has gotten through with him. I can’t be responsible for that.
I punch the numbers into the screen of the phone and hold it up to my ear. It rings. “I’m not your property, asshole,” I murmur to him as I wait.
Clink continues his preparations. His neck is stretched, making a god-awful sound as it also cracks not just in one direction, but then the other. The vein protruding on a diagonal slant down that thick neck is throbbing violently.
“This is nurse Griffiths,” I announce into the receiver as he watches, practically foaming at the mouth for me to deliver his victim to him. “I’ve had some car trouble on my break and won’t be able to make it back. Could you please sign me out as an emergency?”
I wait for the reply from the nurse’s station as Clink eyes me curiously.
“Thank you,” I end the call.
“Wha-?” He’s disappointed that his blood lust won’t be quenched tonight.
My next call is made quickly as I interrupt the agitated biker in front of me from speaking further.
“Could you come pick me up please?” I ask. Clink’s stepping closer as if he’ll magically hear the voice on the other end. I step back. “Thanks. I’m outside Clink’s house. Don’t ask. Just get here quick.”
I shove the phone back into the depths of my bag, satisfied that I’ve found the one way around Clink’s little powerplay.
“Afraid little loverboy won’t be able to hold his own?” he voices, sarcastically.
I laugh. “He’s not an animal , like you.”
His eyes somehow darken even more than they already are. “Don’t kid yourself, Sugar. You like the animal in me. It’s the only thing powerful enough to tame you.”
I summon the strength through the lifting fog over my mind from earlier. “I don’t need to be tamed. I don’t want to be tamed. And you’re no longer in a position to even try.”
He roughly pulls me in, close to him, held in the tight vice of a grip of his massive arms. I’m pressed up and left immobile against his rock-hard chest. The coarse stubble of his day-old shave is rough against the skin of my cheek, scratching as he angles his chin down, his lips dangerously close to mine as they whisper in a growl.
The massive bulge between his legs presses into me and he moves to deepen the effect, knowing full well I feel the entirety of it against my stomach.
“ You know what you need. I know what you need. You can fool yourself as best you can, Sugar, but you can’t fool me. I know right now you feel my rock-hard cock against you and you’re fighting against everything in you not to admit that you want it… that you know it’s the only thing capable of making you feel this way.”
I whimper as it twitches against me, knowing the power it harnesses. His lips are so close to mine as he speaks that I feel his tongue flicker against his teeth with his sounds and use
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