LILA POV
Oh no!
I whimpered, biting my lips together, the wrench still moving up to my p***y.
Silence. The entire garage was silent, the only sound was his ragged breathing mixing with my own gasps of fright.
"I gave you time to run, little hornet. This is how crazy you make me. How crazy I want to hurt you. To see you break, shatter right in my hands. Piece by piece."
Fuck. His words were supposed to make me angry. They were supposed to infuriate me, make me scared, make me beg for release. But instead, I'm f*****g wet. Enticed.
And do I sound stupid if I say I actually want him to break me? Shatter me?
The wrench reached my middle thigh, just inches from my p***y, and I froze. He stilled too.
His other hand grabbed my chin, tilting my head up, forcing me to meet his gaze.
Danger
