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Willow

“ W ould anyone like to see the dessert menu?”a waiter said,interrupting the awkward tension that had settled between James and me as my heart continued to pound against my rib cage.

I couldn’t tear my eyes away from James, and although contemptwas oozing from him, his gaze kept dropping to my lips. I wasn’t sure if it was because he was trying to work out how he’d ended up kissing me having vowed never to, or if he was trying to decide if he wanted to kiss me again.

And why on earth did I want him to kiss me again?

“Can I have strawberry ice cream?”Billie said, oblivious to the chaosher bet with James had caused.

“We can’t stay for dessert,”James replied sternly and abruptlystanding.“Willow and I have plans.”

He grabbed my arm, forcing me to my feet as worry creasedKiera’s brow, and a salacious smirk played on Alec’s lips.

“Ah, to be young and in love,”Alec mocked, wrapping an arm aroundKiera’s shoulder.“Maybe we should get cracking with our wedding plans, babe. Then maybe you’ll want to drag me away from the dinner table after a kiss.”

Despite James gripping my arm painfully, I didn’t miss the look ofdisgust flash on Kiera’s face before she schooled her features.

“Call me tomorrow, Kiera,”James snapped, ignoring Alec, and theway his sister was trying not to cringe as Alec’s hand stroked up and down her bare arm.“I’ll take care of the bill, enjoy your desserts.”

He roughly yanked my arm, pulling me away from the table.“It wasnice to meet you all,”I said, trying to hide the fear beginning to vibrate through my body for what was about to come.

James dragged me through the restaurant, his long strides almostimpossible to keep up with. As he pulled me outside, terror turned my blood to ice at seeing our driver waiting with the doors to the car open. I knew getting in the car would be like walking to my execution, but what choice did I have?

“Take us home, Marco,”James ordered, before shoving me into theback seat.

I scrambled to the other side in an attempt to keep a gap betweenus, even though I knew it would be futile. I couldn’t escape James and his wrath.

I would never be able to escape.

James slid in behind me, and when Marco shut the door, hepounced. He pushed me up against the door, the handle digginginto my lower back as James forced my legs apart so he could settle his hips between them.

“What the fuck are you doing, Mouse?”he growled furiously, hissnarling face an inch away from mine, his eyes bloodshot.

“I…I did what you asked. I…I tried my hardest to convince them thatwe were happy and in love,”I replied, my voice quivering as pure terror built inside me.

“I’m not talking about that,”he sneered.“I’m talking about you. Whatthe fuck areyoudoing to me ?”

Without warning, he slammed his mouth down on mine, plunging histongue inside as his hand gripped my jaw so he could hold me still and claim my mouth. Confusion rushed through me. James hated me, he’d made thatabundantly clear with his cruel treatment toward me. Yet the way he was kissing me, and with the way his hard length was pressing against my dampening core, it didn’t seem like he did.

He tore his mouth away, his eyes blazing with malice, but sprinkledin was something else.

Something I’d never seen on him before.

“I want you out, Mouse,”he hissed against my lips as he startedunbuckling his pants.“I don’t know how you’ve done it, but you’ve burrowed your way under my skin, and I want you out.”

His rambling made my head swirl as I tried to comprehend what hewas saying, but my brain just couldn’t process it. All I could focus on was my throbbing lips, swollen from the way he’d kissed me.

Twice.

Suddenly, he yanked my dress up to my waist before ripping mypanties off with his bare hands, the tear of the material echoing from the small space in the back of the car.

“But no matter what I do, I can’t get you out of my fucking head. Ihate you, Mouse, yet I crave you.”

He freed his cock from the confines of his pants before driving deepinside me with one brutal thrust. A gasp flew from my lips, not necessarily from the rough intrusion, but because James had never taken me this way before.

This way, it felt more intimate.

When he was sheathed inside me, he paused, hoveringover me, and his eyes burning into mine.

A dark chuckle left his mouth.“Wet for me, Willow? Does my mousesecretly love me fucking her tight cunt?”

He pulled out before thrusting back inside me, my slick juicesallowing him to move in and out of me with ease. Pleasure bloomed in my core when the tip of his length hit a spot deep inside me, and I had to bite my lip to stop from crying out. But it was no use. I couldn’t stop a husky moan from breaking free.

James slammed his mouth down on mine once again, silencing meas he devoured my mouth. A delicious tingle began to build in my core, an intense throbbing I’d never experienced before growing stronger with every thrust.

As he continued to dominate every part of me, his hand came up,and he wrapped his fingers around my throat, squeezing it tightly and cutting off my air. Panic consumed me, especially as he growled his next words.

“I should end this now, Mouse. Snap your neck with my bare hands,”he panted as he continued with his harsh thrusts.“I could do it too, Willow. Snapping your neck would be fucking easy.”

My eyes bulged, although I wasn’t sure if it was from his threat, along withMs. Milligan’s warning suddenly ringing in my ear, or because my lungs had begun to burn from lack of oxygen. Either way, my entire body tensed in panic which only encouraged James to pound harder.

“Fuck! I can feel your cunt clamping down on me, Mouse. I can’tunderstand why I’m so fucking addicted to your pussy.”He released my throat, and I sucked in large gulps of air, almost missing him speaking again.“And that’s why I can’t kill you. I need this pussy. I need you.”

He groaned as warmth flooded between my legs, his body freezingas his cock pulsed inside me.

Glaring at me with hate still sparkling in his eyes, he pulled out ofme, his cock glistening with my juices and his come. But he was still hard, his cock demanding more attention.

“See what you do to me, Mouse? I fuck you, and yet it isn’t enough.I need more.”

He grabbed my arms, pulling me up, and maneuvering us so I wasstraddling his lap. Moving his hands to my hips, he shoved me down, impaling me on his shaft, and causing another moan to burst free. From this angle, he was impossibly deep inside me.

“That’s it, Mouse, take my cock like a good little whore.”He lifted mebefore slamming me back down on his cock, the pleasure that had been building in me reaching new heights.

I’d never experienced an orgasm before, but I was sure that if Jamescarried on fucking me the way he was, I would experience my first one.

As he began thrusting up into me, I rested my hands on hisshoulders to steady myself, admiring how hard his muscles were underneath his suit.

Without meaning to, my hips started grinding as a desperate need torelease the pressure building in me grew.

“That’s it, Willow. Ride my cock so I can fill you with my come.”James released my hips, raising his hands to yank the straps of my dress down and freeing my breasts.

I wasn’t able to wear a bra with the dress, something which Jameswas now taking full advantage of. He wrapped his mouth around a nipple, sucking it between his lips before tugging with his teeth. Pleasure crashed through me, heading straight for my core and joining the pressure that felt like it was going to erupt out of me any second.

I couldn’t stop myself from throwing my head back and exposing myneck to him as I continued to bounce on his lap. His mouth moved over to the other nipple, sucking it into his mouth like he’d done with the first one.

“James,”I breathed, unable to stop his name falling from my lips.

But as if I’d just dumped a bucket of ice-cold water over him, hefroze before popping off my nipple, the burning lust in his eyes completely extinguished.

His hands returned to my hips where he quickly flipped me over soI was on my back.

“You do not call me that,”he snarled in my face.“You call me Mr.Carter, you fucking slut. And don’t think because I’ve had my tongue in your mouth that this is anything but me fucking you to get you pregnant.”

He thrust twice more, grunting when he emptied his load inside ofme. For reasons I couldn’t fathom, his sudden coldness toward me felt worse than it had ever been before.

He slid out of me tucking himself back in his pants. Slowly, I sat up,ignoring the way my body ached, the confusion running through me, and why I was so disappointed it had come to a sudden end.

Avoiding James’ eye, I corrected my dress before looking out thewindow with tears burning my eyes to find we’d arrived back at the house.

“Get the fuck out of my sight, Willow,”James barked, refusing to lookat me.“And don’t come to my room in the morning. I don’t want to see you.”

Chewing my bottom lip to stop it from wobbling, I got out of the car,needing to get far away from him and his black heart.