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felt a warm rush of
breath over the exposed skin of her neck that she realized that he
was next to her. She jumped and started to bolt. Fingers like iron
wrapped around her arm before she could take two steps. He wrenched
her back. Sarah crashed against the hard wall of his chest. His
arms wrapped tighter around her, holding her against him.
    “Please,” she said, her voice thin.
    “Please what?” His voice rumbled through his
chest, so she felt it as well as heard it.
    Sarah didn’t know. Let her go so that she
could hide in another corner? Push her down to her knees so that
she could suck him off the way she had before? He’d already told
her he wasn’t going to let her off that easy.
    He laughed at her silence. She was strangely
grateful for the darkness surrounding them, so he couldn’t see the
shame burning her cheeks.
    He leaned his face in close. His voice was a
raspy whisper against her ear. “You bet Grant that I was no
monster. Do you still believe that?”
    She nodded, even though it was more a hope
now. Her left cheek brushed against his bare skin. She felt the
power radiating out of him. There was no doubting his strength. He
could snap her in half if her wanted too…or her could hold her down
and give her what she had coming . Sarah’s pussy clenched at
the thought of the latter.
    “You had better pray that you were right,” he
said.
    He flipped her around in his arms so that the
curve of her ass was nestled against his hip. She struggled out of
instinct, but he simply tightened his grip on her, squelching her
defiance before it had even truly started. His arms wrapped like
bands around her chest and lower abdomen, giving his hands easy
access to the most sensitive parts of her.
    Desire began to build inside of her as her
thoughts ran wild. Her nipples tightened painfully at the idea of
his hands clasping her breasts. Would he treat them brutally or
tease them until she lost her resolve and begged for more? Would he
pinch her clit or stroke it? And her ass…oh God, what would he do
with that?
    But he didn’t make a move for any of those
parts of her, not yet. He just pressed her against him and let her
soak in the depth of his control over her.
    Her breath came in short, sharp gasps. A part
of her rebelled against his show of dominance and started to squirm
against him. His brutal hold didn’t allow for more than a fraction
of an inch of movement, just enough to feel the mesmerizing promise
of his skin sliding against hers. After a minute of this she was no
longer sure if she was struggling to inch closer to his cock or
away from it. She only wished that he would do something. Anything.
    He laughed. The low sound sent her pulse
racing. “Don’t worry, love. You’ll get what you’re after, but only
when I’m ready to give it to you. Not a second before.”
    His grasp on her loosened, but the reprieve
was short. A moment later, she was being pushed forward and down.
Sarah bent at the waist and her arms flew out to break her fall,
but instead of landing hard on the concrete floor, as she feared,
her torso fell across the plane of the card table. She tried to
stand, but his hand cupped the back of her neck, as unforgiving as
any metal collar, and held her down. Sarah pushed as hard as she
could with her arms but it was no use. The creature was just too
strong.
    “Go ahead and wriggle all you like now,” he
said. “Only I’d be careful not to thrash too hard. There’s a nasty
pile of broken glass in the middle of the room, and you wouldn’t
want to accidentally throw yourself into that. Would you?”
    Sarah stilled instantly. She was bent over
with her ass high in the air, totally at his mercy.
    “I did say you were a smart girl,” he said.
“Now let’s see if you’re a good one.”
    He spread his free hand out on the small of
her back. Sarah could feel the warmth of his skin penetrating
through the thin cotton of her shirt. He slid his fingers down
until they gripped the waist of her