Hating You (Blackthorn Elite 1)

Clenching my hands into fists, I dig my nails into my palms to stop myself from reaching out to her, to mark her.

“You know, I reported you to campus police,” she blurts out, and I can’t help but laugh, the sound echoing through the room.

“Did you now? I’m sure that went over well,” I chuckle and shake my head. Such a stupid girl. Stupid, beautiful girl. Doesn’t she know my father basically owns this school?

She swings her purse over her shoulder and turns to me. Her eyes lock with mine, a fire flickering deep inside of them, and all I want to do is stomp that fire out.

“They told me it didn’t matter. That they couldn’t help me.” Her throat bobs as she swallows. Not afraid, my ass. “What kind of officer can’t help a woman who was assaulted?” Those dark green eyes of hers pierce my heart, and for one single second, I see her as the girl she was before she pulled the rug out from underneath me. Before she destroyed me.

Leaning against the table, I shrug, “Personally, I would say a smart one. One that doesn’t want to lose his job. And assaulted? Seriously? I didn’t even hurt you.” Not like I wanted to anyway.

Willow grits her teeth and takes a step toward me. If she’s trying to intimidate me, it’s not working. “Yes. You. Did. And you don’t own this place, and you definitely don’t own me. You can’t just come into my room. You can’t threaten me or try and hurt me. It’s illegal, there are laws to protect me.”

The balls of this girl. It’s time I knock her down a peg or two. Lifting my hand, I bop her on the nose, “But I can, and I did. And no one here would dare cross me. Or my family. So, spoiler alert, there isn’t anything you can do about it.” I lean in a little closer, doing my best to intimidate her, “Why don’t you do us both a favor and use that lying fucking mouth of yours for something other than speaking.”

I look around the room, realizing that we’ve talked long enough for it to clear out. We are the only two people left. She follows my gaze, realizing the same.

I smirk, flicking the button on my jeans, I wait for her to start screaming, for the panic to set in, but instead, I find she’s still standing here, a determined look painted on her features.

“I didn’t lie,” she snarls, and fuck, I’ll be damned if that doesn’t make my cock even harder. I wonder if she’s ever given a blow job, hell, I wonder if I can go through with this. I guess we’ll find out. Her anger mixes with my own, and it’s like a nuclear battle is taking place inside me. Hurting her is going to be my next favorite past time.

“You did, you lied, and now my brother is paying the price.” I speak through my teeth, “An innocent man’s life is ruined and all because of you. Funny how one single lie can change an entire person’s world.”

Reaching into my pants, I pull my steel hard cock out. I’m not worried about anyone walking in. They’ll turn around and walk out when they see what’s happening, and if they don’t, then I guess we’ll give them a show.

Willow’s green eyes widen, and her pink lips part at the sight of my length. An audible gasp fills the room, and the fact that it’s come from her makes me wonder if this is her first time seeing a cock. The look on her face almost confirms my assumption. I can’t stop my lips from curling into a sinister smile.

I’ll break her. Take all her firsts. Ruin any future she ever had.

I’m done talking, nothing she says now will change what’s happened.

“Have you ever given a blow job?” I reach for her with one hand, pinching her chin between two fingers, while I use my other hand to stroke my cock.

She blinks, her mouth hanging open in shock and for a moment she just stares at me. Full-on stares, those big emerald eyes of hers bleed into mine. Time stands still for half a second, and it seems like I’m catching a glimpse into her soul.

Then, as if she’s composed herself, she closes her mouth and straightens her spine. The shock and fear in her eyes morph into something different.

Determination? Lust? Is she turned on by this?

My suspicion is confirmed when she jerks from my hold and takes a tiny step toward me, closing the distance between us. Lifting her hand, she places it on my chest. Her touch burning into my skin through my shirt. I try my very best to keep my face blank, not to show any kind of emotion, but on the inside, I’m a fucking tornado wreaking havoc.