“Not a word.”
The low menacing tones choked her as effectively as the gloved hand which now slid down to her breasts. The heavy weight of it left her in no doubt of his strength.
Nostrils flaring, she took huge gulps of air, as her attacker lifted his other hand off her mouth.
“There you go, pretty, girl. You keep on behaving and we’ll get along just fine.”
Bile churned in her gut when he traced the pulse point on her neck and leaned in closer.
She summoned her inner animal and the asshole’s eyes widened in terror.
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