He’s got me pinned against the wall, and instead of fear, all I feel is white-hot desire. It’s concentrated between my legs, but my whole body is aglow with it. I feel like a star burning in the night sky.
“I… n-no, that’s not what… I never said that…”
“You said it with your eyes, kukolka. With that angry, accusing look you just threw me. You said it with your body as you turned your back on me in a huff. Am I reading all that right?”
“You don’t know me,” I snap, trying to push back with my body.
I realize almost immediately that that’s not a good idea. All that does is get my n*****s really hard, really fast. And it makes the growing moistness between my legs that much more difficult to ignore.
“I do know you, Willow. I know far, far more than you think I do.”
“I think I’ll say, ‘f*
