*Olivia*
“No,” I forced myself to say, trying to push his hands away from my throbbing clit.
He hummed thoughtfully before pushing my thighs apart again and tapping me right where all the heat was building. “Naughty girls lie,” he said with a shake of his head. He tapped me more firmly, and I had to fight not to jerk my hips. “Would you like to try that again? Truthfully, this time?”
I had to collect myself before answering again. “No, I don’t want it.”
“I don’t think that’s very fair,” he said, tilting his head thoughtfully at me. “I have rescued you several times now. I think I deserve compensation.”
I tilted my chin up and forced as much strength into my voice as possible. “I refuse to be treated as a playmate like other women you’ve probably been with,” I spat, sounding a lot more sure of myself than I felt.
He reeled as if I struck him before he glared at me. “Do you think I would act this way with just any other woman?” he asked dangerously.