Page 132 of Plunge into Obsession

I gritted my teeth. “You need to calm down.”

“No!” she screamed. “Let go of me, you monster!”

Fuck me, but wasn’t this too big of a reaction?

I had expected her to freak out to learn that I didn’t just have ties with the cartel, but this was something else entirely. And she looked absolutely terrified of me.

Was there more to the story?

I didn’t fucking know.

My hands moved down the sides of her body, my fingers seeking the zipper of her wedding gown. I unzipped it when I found it, and the fabric loosened around her.

I quickly shoved the gown down her body, leaving her in nothing but a strapless white bra and matching silk panties.

Fuck, but had things not turned to shit so quickly, tonight would have gone differently. I left the dress where it was on the floor, pushing her down on the bed and lying on top of her.

She bucked her hips, trying to push me off, but all that did was rub her sweet little pussy up against my dick.

I gritted my teeth, spread her legs, and pressed her into the mattress.

She stilled when she felt me, and I stayed where I was.

Her chest pushed in and out against mine in harsh pants, and she closed her eyes, tears flowing through the closed eyelids as she tried to turn her face away.

I licked her tears.

She tensed even more.

“Relax,” I whispered, letting my lips run gently over her soft skin.

She didn’t say anything.

She didn’t move.

I didn’t know how long we stayed like that, but I doubted my weight was comfortable for her.

I shifted, and my dick pressed against her even more before I was able to right myself, pushing up and off her.

She didn’t move as I stood there and watched her for a beat.

All she did was breathe.

My fists clenched, and I fucking hated how tonight had gone.

It had been my intention to keep things from her a little longer, but this…

I reached down for her.

She tensed in my arms.

“Shh,mi cariño,” I muttered when she let out a small whimper.

I led her into the bathroom. She opened her eyes and looked at me, then at our surroundings.

I lifted her up and set her down on the counter, and before I turned away, I pointed my finger at her. “You won’t make it out of here. And even if you do somehow miraculously make it out of this room, no one downstairs will help you.”

Her bottom lip trembled, but she didn’t say anything.

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