Page 11 of Hostile Secret
“Really?” I sit back in the seat and make myself comfortable. “And what sort of woman are you? The type who likes to watch, but never takes part?”
Her nostrils flare as she tries to suppress her awkwardness. We stare at each other, both of us silent. I know exactly what type of girl she is.
Reno did what any brother would do in their situation. Being her only family, he had controlled every second of her life, monitored all of her friends, and threatened any guy who sniffed around.
Which means the temptingbellezawho’s glaring at me with bewitching eyes is a virgin.
“Why the hell would I take part? I’m not desperate to suck your Souza dick.” Her forehead creases. “Aren’t we family?”
She quietly chews whatever comment she wants to fire at me next and then turns her head to the tiny window where dusk colors the sky pink.
“Anyway, it wasn’t hard to miss. I didn’t realize you were an exhibitionist like Dré. Don’t you like privacy?”
“I do.” I confirm, noting how my boner is still awake. “You were asleep for a few hours and when you weren’t, those pretty eyes of yours were glued to me.”
Her head whips around. “Your eyes were glued to mine! You’re delirious if you think I wanted to watch you fucking that poor woman’s throat. You weren’t exactly discreet, Gio.”
My brows shoot up. “My brother is far from being discreet. Which makes me think you’ve seen that happen countless times before, but this time you can’t explain why you were turned on.”
“Go fuck yourself.” She challenges, her breath coming fast. “I’m not into older guys… I don’t think of you in that way.”
I’m off my seat before my mind has time to think over my actions. Usually, I’m less reactive and more premeditated. However, this woman is getting under my skin.
Despite myself, I seize her delicate throat, aware of the fluttering pulse next to my palm. If I tightened my grip, that addictive rhythm would eventually fade.
Jesus fuck.
I don’t want to kill her, but I would enjoy coming all over her face while those big innocent eyes of hers watch me jerk off.
The dog sniffs my arm. India freezes, strapped into her seat and unable to escape, her throat the only thing working as she swallows. “Gio… stop it… you’re hurting me.”
I dip my face to the side of hers, my lips skimming the shell of her ear. “If you don’t like pain, then behave yourself,” I say darkly. “I saw the fascination in your eyes and sensed your deepest, darkest urges thicken the air. There are many ways I could hurt you, niñita––plenty of things I could do to you that would have you screaming––but you’re out of bounds. And that wet little pussy of yours will never know how good my dick would feel. So, let’s get a few things straight…”
Her nostrils flare, tense muscles vibrating like a wildcat ready to attack in defense. Rather than throttle her, I keep my fingers loose, but their presence firm.
When she bares her white teeth with bravado, a sexy grunt rolls from the back of her throat. My heart rate accelerates and all the blood rushes to my dick.
The uncontrolled reaction to her summons the beast inside of me. Papá’s voice echoes from the starless vault of my mind. The place where I’d mentally locked him away.
I could stuff my hand between her thighs and enjoy the arousal I know coats her untouched pussy. There’s no denying the prickles on her bare arms, or how her pupils expand when I brush my nose with hers. But I’m a bad man who doesn’t need another weakness in his life.
The frustrating thing is this hot littlethingisn’t an adult, which makes my boner hard to deal with.
Even when she hits eighteen, giving in to this wild connection would ultimately become my worst nightmare––and likely hers, too.
In time, she’d really hate me.
“While you’re under my roof, you’re not allowed to give anyone the coordinates of where you’re staying or tell them who you live with. Which means no friends dropping by. No parties when I’m away on business. And definitely no boyfriends.”
“Are you joking?” she hisses, cuffing my wrist in an attempt to drag my hand off.
“Am I laughing?”
“Why am I not allowed a boyfriend?”
“Because I’m responsible for you, which includes all of your body parts. For the next few weeks, they all belong to me. So, your hymen will stay intact until I hand you over to Dré.” I reply with a cavalier shrug. “Then you can do whatever the fuck you want, niñita.”
“You think you know me, don’t you?” She strains her neck. “Maybe I’ve already had sex with my boyfriend.”
