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Then something changes in his eyes. He’s not just angry at me. It’s like a switch has been flipped on in him, and he…
Good god, it’s almost as if he’s thinking that I need a good spanking.
And he’s the one who’d dearly love to do it.
My instincts have me rushing away from the table, heading toward the restrooms where I can shut myself in until he gets a hold of the urge I saw in him—a dark, powerful sexual attraction that doesn’t make sense to me.
But my body sure understands it. That’s why I’m making such good time weaving through the tables of chattering people, my adrenaline screaming and pulsing with a desire of my own that scares me just as much.
I hurry into the hallway, then nearly breathe a sigh of relief as I open the door to one of a few unisex single restrooms and—
Cage’s hand reaches over me and pushes open the door. Before I know it, he’s pulling me inside by my dress, then locking the door behind him.
The crazy heat in his gaze is still burning, sizzling into the very center of me and making me go liquid inside…and outside. In my belly…in my pussy. Temptation bubbles until my clit hums with the heat.
As I back away from him, my breathing cuts through me, and when I hit the tiled wall, I feel trapped.
An insane laugh wells up in my chest, and I realize something about myself.
I like this.
Cage takes his time approaching me, and the closer he comes, the more my heartbeat rages.
“You want to get a rise out of me?” he asks grittily. “Then keep giving me more attitude.”
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” I say breathlessly.
“Oh, yes you do.”
He pauses a few tense feet away from me, and a naughty buzz begins to saw through all of me.
“Give me that sass again, Karini,” he murmurs with that darkness in his eyes. “And let’s see what happens.”