His touch was rough, as if he were trying to claim her, to mark her as his own. “Look me in the eyes when I come.”
Amanda did as she was told, staring up at him with a mix of defiance and despair. You have until the end of the week. But Amanda had plans of her own. He had no idea what was happening, but here he was, trembling with anticipation. She mashed their lips together in a brutal display of power, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth like a conqueror claiming territory. “I’ll apologize, with a single kiss.”
James’s triumph was palpable, his chest puffed up like a blow fish. With a snarl, she pushed him away. Amanda’s mind raced, thinking of the humiliation she’d have to endure if this video ever saw the light of day. He pulled her in closer, his hot breath on her face as he leaned in for a kiss. The space was cramped and smelled faintly of stale glue and despair.
