"Mocking me ?"
"Uh?"
"Tsk tsk," murmured Eric, slowly shaking his head.
That was when my blurry thoughts caught up to me. I realised Eric had changed. He was no longer the devil-may-care impersonation of evil but he was the true devil himself. Toying with me, ruthlessly.
Tears prickled beneath my eyelids as I closed my eyes against his over powering sexuality. I couldn't face his near nakedness. I couldn't face my own desires for more.
More of him. More of me. More of us.
Just more.
A firm thumb placed itself beneath my chin, propping me up determinedly to face the intensity of his gaze head on. I blinked rapidly at sheer magnetism of his pitch black eyes. Desperate to break myself from his relentless pull.
His head leaned closer, lips drawing nearer till he was a mere hair's breath away from my own trembling softness.
"You know your are mine. Mine for the taking. You belong to me. Tell me you didn't fuck Nikki's fucking uncle."
His words were so soft and entrancing catching me up on words like mine that I didn't realise, at first, exactly what he had been saying. But when I did. I jerked free. My hand reaching up to palm his face painfully only he was too quick for even that.
My hand caught in his, he jerked me forwards till I slammed bodily against him. Holding me tight, he didn't relent.
"Tell me he didn't fuck you. Tell me he didn't fill up what is mine."
