Chapter Twenty

Cyn.

My body was reacting to him in a way that I could not deny.

Seeing him in this way was exhilarating.

I never wanted to be excited or turned on, but I was already soaked and dripping wet between my thighs. It felt as if an entire colony of hornets were buzzing in my belly. I wanted to squash them all dead, but I couldn’t feel enough malice to attack them. What I truly wanted in that moment was revenge.

And not against them, but him.

I wanted to show him that I wasn't really into him, that he could not treat me like a prostitute and come fuck me like I was his, but my body had other things in mind. I wanted him just as much as he wanted me and he knew it.

Back in the dining room, he had reduced me to a spineless, mumbling mess and I wanted nothing more than to do the same to him. To crack through that impenetrable shell, and to prove to myself and him that he was just as susceptible as the rest of us.

I focused more on the thick, throbbing length of meat in my hand and mouth and