HOPE
His eyes grow darker, that same feline look coming back, and when he drawls at me, his voice is suddenly low and seductive.
"Playing victim? Right now, all I can think about is ripping that dress to shreds and pressing you into this wall so hard you can barely breathe—and then watching you squirm on my cock. I had to hold onto every bit of self-control I had in class today not to bend you over in front of everyone and eat you out, just to make sure they all knew you were mine."
I choke on air, words tangling in my throat as my brain short-circuits. It takes me a full three seconds to gather myself, and by then, Jeremy is already tugging me inside the building like he didn't just casually light my wolf on fire.
"Since when?" I hiss, my voice a stunned whisper. "You won't answer me? Now my wolf's all riled up too!"
He doesn't say a word, just throws me a wicked smirk over his shoulder that makes my legs wobble a little.
