“Then shut the fuck up and do as you’re told.” My voice is low, menacing, and I don’t miss the shudder that runs through her at hearing it.
A smirk plays on my lips as I stare at her. Hadley likes to pretend that she’s strong and unbreakable, but I can see more. I see a chink in her armor, and if she doesn’t play along with me then I’m going to break it wide fucking open.
“O-okay. What do you need me to do?”
My grip tightens a little. Her pulse thunders beneath my fingers, ensuring that my cock continues to tent the towel covering it.
“Keep your fucking mouth shut. You never saw me tonight. You walked home alone and didn’t stop to talk to anyone.”
Her eyes narrow at me. “Is that the best way to handle this?”
The fact that she’s second-guessing me has a fucking tornado of fury swelling within me. “Are you fucking questioning me?”
She swallows as she tries to form her words “I-I just thought that it might be better if you were here all night.”
“You want to be my alibi? You’re willing to tell everyone, a jury, if it comes to it, that I spent the entire night with you?”
“I—” I cut off her words. I’ve already let her say too much. She’s not in control of this situation, I am.
“And what would you tell them we did?” I drop my lips to her ear. “Would you tell them that we spent all night in your bed?” She shudders when my breath tickles her sensitive skin. “Tell them that I made you come over and over?”
“Cole,” she warns.
“Tell them that I ate you like I was fucking starved for food, that I fucked you like a wild animal until you were raw and begging for reprieve?”
“Oh God,” she whimpers, making my cock weep and my fingers tighten.
“You imagining what it would be like? How I would feel, pushing inside your tight little cunt?”
Her body sags against my hold, my hard length pressing into her hip as my restraint starts to slip.
“How wet are you for me right now?”
She shakes her head as my fingers tickle up her thigh and under the fabric of her skirt. “No.”
“Don’t fucking lie to me.”
“Cole, please.”
“Please what? Please touch you? Make you come? Make you my accomplice?”
My fingers find the apex of her thighs. Her panties are fucking soaked for me. “Fuck, Hadley.”
Her hips thrust toward me, trying to find some friction that she’s so desperate for.
I press harder against her and she whimpers in pleasure, her eyelids getting heavy as she stares at me.
“Are you going to do as you’re told?”
“Y-yes. Fuck. Please.”
Releasing her, I step back. “I don’t think so. Is this for me?” I ask, taking in the man’s shirt laying on her bed.
I don’t wait for her answer, I just swipe it up. I pause when I recognize it as one of Conner’s.
That motherfucker has been here?
I glance back at her, but aside from the movement of her heaving chest, she just swallows nervously. Dropping the towel from around my waist, I tug my clothes back on along with Conner’s shirt.