wasn’t
happening, the easier it seemed to bear it. When Jason showed up outside her
home to pick her up, she didn’t say a word before getting in next to him in his
powerful automobile. He wasn’t in a talkative mood either, thankfully. He
merely sent her a mocking smile before driving them off into the night. In less than half an
hour, he was stopping them in front of a very exclusive hotel. The kind that
one night spent in any of its rooms was equivalent to her six months’ rent.
“Flashy car, fantastic job, and now
a night at an expensive hotel. Looks like you’re living large, aren’t you?”
were the first words she spoke to him, her tone far from flattering. She sent
him a cold, mocking glance. “A far cry from your scholarship days, huh?’
He shrugged off the barb with a
mocking smile of his own. “Moving up in the world has its perks, certainly. For
one thing, it means I can prey on helpless little women such as yourself.”
Helpless little…I’ll show you
helpless, she vowed vengefully, stepping out of the car as Jason too, got out
and handed the keys to the valet. Bella swore then and there that the first
chance she got, she was going to make him pay for this…
* * *
It’s not happening...it’s not
happening , she
chanted in her head, breathing in and out deeply as Jason held open the door of
the suite, his dark eyebrow raised questioningly. She entered without a word,
and stood waiting as she heard him come in behind her, locking the door
securely after him.
Without preamble, he grabbed her
arm, twisted her round and tugged her hard against him. His lips covered hers
in a trice, grinding her lips strongly against her teeth. She whimpered and
fought against him, trying to shove him back. "Let me go, damn you!"
Jason drew back with a smile, hands
still holding her shoulders in a punishing grip. "A bit of resistance
play, I see. I think I like it. There’s nothing like some show of reluctance to
fire up the scene. So, shall we make up a few safe words now, or?" his eyebrows
lifted mockingly.
"I can think of one," she
bit out in sarcastic fury, glaring up at him. "How about " lawsuit "?"
He threw his head back and laughed.
"Yep, that’s sure to get my attention," he teased, and then the next
moment, was pushing her coat off her shoulders. Sure enough, she was wearing
the black lacy underwear he’d bought, and nothing else but her stockings and
heels. The coat fell unhindered to pool around her feet. The way his eyes
blazed at the sight of her in the sexy lingerie was enough to make her throat
constrict.
“Good girl,” he murmured, hands
skimming her face, and then encircling her neck. “Now just keep playing along
and who knows…you’ll start to enjoy this as much as I undoubtedly will.”
She was trembling so hard she was
sure he would be able to tell. His hands, large, the enamel of his long fingers
well manicured and square, felt so warm, almost hot on her bare skin. She hated
that her body responded so treacherously to his touch. The revulsion, the
distaste, she’d been so sure she would feel, wasn’t there. And that scared her.
“Your beauty is as bewitching as
ever,” he said huskily, as his narrowed, dark grey eyes sketched piercingly
over her face, then all over her trembling, almost naked frame. “Knowing you’re
mine to have for three nights is making my head spin.” He slashed his head to
press a hard kiss to lips, and then another, adding on a growl, “And I’m going
to make every minute count…”
Bella panicked. She went into fight
mode and just smacked his face, then started struggling against him, this time
more viciously. He mouthed out a surprised hush , but then easily grabbed
her flailing wrists.
“I know I said I like a bit of fight
but Bella, this is getting ridiculous,” he muttered, right before he swept her
into his arms, walked over to the bed and dumped her unceremoniously on it.
Bella straightened at once but he
was right on her, crushing her