Page 68 of Cruel Proposal
And now I'm screwed.
I should've gone to Aiden, but I just wanted a little bit of freedom before I was tossed in a different cage and locked up. Just a couple of hours of getting to feel like I'm in control of my own life and not just a passenger in it while other people are taking the lead.
Now here I am, pressed against the railing, looking down at what will be my death.
I swallow hard, the lust in my body starting to draw back just a little.
This is bad.
"I thought you said you weren't going to throw me off the side if we came here together."
"Didn't come here together, though, did we? Which means I could toss you over the side right now." His voice is husky as his other arm appears at my side, his hand grasping the railing.
"You're not going to be able to get me up that high."
He presses into me, the railing digging into my chest and hips. "You want to try me?"
My mouth goes dry as I give a slight shake of my head. It's all I can manage.
I miscalculated. I underestimated him just like everybody has always underestimated me.
He could toss me over the side. I've seen how strong he is. I could fight tooth and nail, but in the end, I'd still lose.
Fear builds deep in my chest, its grip like a vise around my lungs, squeezing tight until sucking in a breath is a struggle.
"You don't have to do this." I know it's cliché, but I have to say it.
I have to try to convince him that he shouldn't kill me, even though I don't have a better reason than that.
As much as I hate to admit it, I think there's a part of me that was hoping he'd hunt me down. I wanted him to chase me through the city and find me. I wanted to have his hands on me because I think feeling him might be the only time I feel alive these days.
His hand leaves the railing as he pulls me back up a little, his body still against mine. "I don't know why I should. I've been nicer to you than I should be, and this is how you repay me."
I fight past the lump in my throat and the way my racing heart makes it hard to breathe. "I thought there was something good between us."
If I have nothing left to lose, I may as well tell him what's going on in my head.
Noah chuckles, his grip loosening a little. "I don't know what you think we had, but I can tell you right now whatever you're doing is not going to work."
Before I can say anything else, he spins me around, his gaze locking on mine.
Despite the cold breeze as the sun starts to sink down over the city, there's heat flowing between the two of us.
His hand finds the front of my throat, fingers stroking along my pulse.
His face gets closer to mine. "I don't know what the fuck you've done to me."
My lips part on a gasp, but the second they do, his mouth is on mine.
The kiss is punishing and full of anger, his mouth slanting on mine as he pushes me backward.
The cement half wall and the railing dig into my hips, but it's the kind of delicious pain that only builds on the arousal pooling in my core.
At this rate, he's going to have to peel my panties away from me.
Noah's tongue flicks over my bottom lip before his teeth sink into it.
I moan into the kiss, my tongue tangling with his.
