Page 74 of Give In

And that very bad part of me wanted to hand Damien Caine my strings.

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Damien

“Did you fuck him?”

Eden’s eyes widen before narrowing to glare at me.

I bit back a smile.

She’d spent the entirety of Monday’s class with her mask in place, not even looking at me when she’d answered a question. I’d spent the entirety of class seeing her as she’d been a few nights prior—with wild hair and his scent on her. My anger and jealousy had grown, demanding action.

Since Ceaders was out for the day, I’d suggested we use the time following class to discuss her independent study work. We’d spent over a half hour reviewing her progress, but she’d remained guarded and wary, her mask never slipping.

A mask I was determined to remove and destroy.

Patience and civility had gotten me nowhere—it was time for a new tactic.

Which was why I repeated, “Did you fuck him?”

She sighed and stared at her laptop. “I already told you—”

“It’s not my business. Now, answer me.”

“We’re so not talking about this,” she muttered.

I got up from my desk and moved to stand in front of her, biting out the question that tasted bitter in my mouth. “Did you fuck him?”

Her eyes widened again as she looked up at me. Her pulse was visible at her collarbone, and I wanted nothing more than to taste the skin there.

Preferably while I was buried deep inside of her.

She scowled. “That’s not—”

“It’s a simple question.”

“That might be, but it still isn’t any of your—”

Putting my hands on the armrests of her chair, I leaned down so our faces were close. “Answer the damn question.”

“No! Okay? No, we haven’t yet.”

I stood, her answer appeasing me until the ‘yet’ sank in. “Yet?”

She waved her hand around. “You’re doing that thing where you sound calm, but I canfeelthat you aren’t. How does no one else notice that?”

“Because no one else is made for me the way you are.What do you mean ‘yet’?

“What do you mean bythat?”

“Yet. As in, you’ve yet to explain why you’re implying you’ll fuck him in the future.”

“I know what yet means,” she snapped. “What did you mean by the other part?”

“You’re mine. I’m going to fuck you the way I like, you’ll love it and beg for more, and you’ll listen to me without putting up a damn fight. And, above all else, Eden, you’re going to trust me.”

“That’s not happening.” Snatching up her bag, she bolted out of her chair at the same time I stepped forward. Her body collided with mine, her soft gasp travelling straight to my hardening cock.

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