her wrist go and grabbed her arm, not hurting her,
but not giving her any chance to jerk free and pulled her into the living room.
Lily tried digging in her heals, and he turned and tossed
her over his shoulder. She could feel waves of anger coming off him. Fear
climbed her spine. She stayed silent not wanting to make things worse. She
just hung over his hard shoulder and waited. She didn't have to wait long.
Before she knew what was happening, he pulled her off his shoulder and pushed
her face down over his lap as he sat on the sofa.
She gave a startled squeak and tried to sit up. He held her
easily with his big hand in the middle of her back. The other hand came down
hard on her upturned rear.
“Ow!” she flung a hand back to cover her behind. He quickly
moved her hand out of the way and gave her another burning smack. “I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!”
He paused briefly and then flipped her over, tossed her onto
her back and loomed over her. With her face flushed with embarrassment and
breathing heavily, she scanned his face to gauge his mood. He inched closer
and she threw up her hand to push against his chest. He grabbed both wrists and
stretched her hands over her head. Lily felt utterly helpless. He leaned his
body more heavily on hers and his clean scent filled her lungs.
“Don't. You have no right to touch me like you did.” She grated
out.
He raised a mocking eyebrow at her. “Didn't you just slap me
in the kitchen? If you want to act like a child, Lily, you'll be treated like
one.”
“This is my house, Sam,” she whispered.
“Not for long.”
He chest seized. That was a hateful thing to say. Why did he
want to hurt her? “Why are you here? If you're done manhandling me, you can
leave.”
“I'm not done yet.” His voice grew thick.
She couldn't take it. Lily didn't know how to handle a
situation like this. Tears burned the back of her eyes. “What do you want
from me?” She whispered. Was he playing with her? Did he like having women
hung up on him?
“You're hot tempered. I never would have thought that about
you.” He murmured.
“I didn't use to be. Please let me go, Sam. I don't want
this. I just want to be left alone.” She pleaded. His body was immovable, and
to her dismay, her own body turned soft and her nipples pebbled. She squeezed
her eyes tight trying to will away her body's response to him.
“She isn't my girlfriend, Lily. That's what I came to tell
you.”
Chapter 10.
Lily's beautiful brown eyes opened to meet his and were
filled with wary confusion.
“Will you listen to me if I let you go?”
Uncertainty filled her face. “I don't have a choice do I?”
She asked dully.
He shook his head slowly. “No,” he answered honestly. He
would never let her go. He never felt so alive as had since meeting her. But,
given half a chance she'd stomp all over him and toss out what was left. He
had a feeling it had been a long time since anyone challenged her. If ever. He
gave her a little more of his weight. Damn, she felt good against him.
“I'm going to let you go now. No more slapping.” He warned.
Her eyes flashed at him but she remained silent. He supposed having her ass
spanked stung enough she didn't want another. He slowly released her wrists
and ran his hand down her arm grazing the side of her breast as he brought his
palm to her waist. She trembled slightly and he swelled painfully in his
jeans.
He pulled her to a sitting position and stood up to remove
his jacket.
“Don't take off your coat. You're not staying long.”
“Oh, I'm staying.” He tossed his jacket on a nearby chair
and turned to face her with his hands on his hips “I'm trying to understand why
you thought so little of me that you don't want to hear an explanation before
you write me off.”
A blush pinked her cheeks. He sat back down close to her.
He wanted to soothe her, and he would, but first he had
but not giving her any chance to jerk free and pulled her into the living room.
Lily tried digging in her heals, and he turned and tossed
her over his shoulder. She could feel waves of anger coming off him. Fear
climbed her spine. She stayed silent not wanting to make things worse. She
just hung over his hard shoulder and waited. She didn't have to wait long.
Before she knew what was happening, he pulled her off his shoulder and pushed
her face down over his lap as he sat on the sofa.
She gave a startled squeak and tried to sit up. He held her
easily with his big hand in the middle of her back. The other hand came down
hard on her upturned rear.
“Ow!” she flung a hand back to cover her behind. He quickly
moved her hand out of the way and gave her another burning smack. “I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!”
He paused briefly and then flipped her over, tossed her onto
her back and loomed over her. With her face flushed with embarrassment and
breathing heavily, she scanned his face to gauge his mood. He inched closer
and she threw up her hand to push against his chest. He grabbed both wrists and
stretched her hands over her head. Lily felt utterly helpless. He leaned his
body more heavily on hers and his clean scent filled her lungs.
“Don't. You have no right to touch me like you did.” She grated
out.
He raised a mocking eyebrow at her. “Didn't you just slap me
in the kitchen? If you want to act like a child, Lily, you'll be treated like
one.”
“This is my house, Sam,” she whispered.
“Not for long.”
He chest seized. That was a hateful thing to say. Why did he
want to hurt her? “Why are you here? If you're done manhandling me, you can
leave.”
“I'm not done yet.” His voice grew thick.
She couldn't take it. Lily didn't know how to handle a
situation like this. Tears burned the back of her eyes. “What do you want
from me?” She whispered. Was he playing with her? Did he like having women
hung up on him?
“You're hot tempered. I never would have thought that about
you.” He murmured.
“I didn't use to be. Please let me go, Sam. I don't want
this. I just want to be left alone.” She pleaded. His body was immovable, and
to her dismay, her own body turned soft and her nipples pebbled. She squeezed
her eyes tight trying to will away her body's response to him.
“She isn't my girlfriend, Lily. That's what I came to tell
you.”
Chapter 10.
Lily's beautiful brown eyes opened to meet his and were
filled with wary confusion.
“Will you listen to me if I let you go?”
Uncertainty filled her face. “I don't have a choice do I?”
She asked dully.
He shook his head slowly. “No,” he answered honestly. He
would never let her go. He never felt so alive as had since meeting her. But,
given half a chance she'd stomp all over him and toss out what was left. He
had a feeling it had been a long time since anyone challenged her. If ever. He
gave her a little more of his weight. Damn, she felt good against him.
“I'm going to let you go now. No more slapping.” He warned.
Her eyes flashed at him but she remained silent. He supposed having her ass
spanked stung enough she didn't want another. He slowly released her wrists
and ran his hand down her arm grazing the side of her breast as he brought his
palm to her waist. She trembled slightly and he swelled painfully in his
jeans.
He pulled her to a sitting position and stood up to remove
his jacket.
“Don't take off your coat. You're not staying long.”
“Oh, I'm staying.” He tossed his jacket on a nearby chair
and turned to face her with his hands on his hips “I'm trying to understand why
you thought so little of me that you don't want to hear an explanation before
you write me off.”
A blush pinked her cheeks. He sat back down close to her.
He wanted to soothe her, and he would, but first he had
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