‘I’m not a good girl, Henry. I’m a bad girl.’
My muscles tingled with the need to obey him, but I fought it. Releasing him from my grasp, I climbed off.
‘Rebecca Benson, I swear to god if you don’t get back here and fuck me, I’m going to scream.’
‘Are you begging?’ I asked, tilting my head while picking up a pair of discarded panties.
‘No.’
‘Then shut the fuck up.’
He fought the panties, and I giggled at the desperate turns of his head as I stuffed them into his mouth and sealed it with another strip of silvery tape.
‘You don’t understand how much it pains me to do this, Henry. All I want is for you to see what we have. To need me like I need you.’
The makeshift gag muffled his angry noises, and I grabbed a book, lying between his spread thighs and leafing through the pages.
Rage shook his body.
Need filled his eyes.
I made sure he had a fantastic view of my wet pussy. Best to give him the motivation to behave.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
HENRY
By Tuesday morning,my fight waned.
Somehow, I believed she really saw everything she did as her way of loving me.
Strangely, I felt it too.
Bex had obsessed over me for years, watching me from afar, planning to make me fall for her.
It was… flattering.
I hated to admit it, but having her want to possess me, like I’d craved her, made me feel special. If she was to be believed, she wasn’t some maniac who stalked guys. She stalked me.
Only me.
Even thinking that made me doubt myself.
But being stuck in a room with her had me falling deeper into her snare. Hours on end at hermercy, with nothing to look at but every inch of her perfect body.
Hell, she’d studied math to get into my course to lure me in. Sure, it was wild, but it showed dedication.
How do you hate a woman who loved you so completely that she saved herself for you while watching you date others?
A woman who would keep you captive to make you see the level of her devotion.
I hated myself for not hating her, despite claiming otherwise.
Bex was a devil, but one with a sugar-coated smile. A body to fucking die for with all her curves and soft skin.
Always ready and eager for me.
Barring the kidnap, she was perfect.