The air crackled, electric with their mutual loathing and lust, as Jace’s eyes darkened, his control fraying at the sight of her. He lunged, one hand tangling in her hair, yanking her head back to expose the long line of her throat as his other hand slid down her body, fingers digging into the flesh of her hip. “You’re gonna regret that mouth,” he growled, his lips crashing into hers with a brutal intensity, teeth nipping, tongue thrusting with a dominance that made her moan into the kiss despite herself.
Their bodies collided, a clash of heat and desperation, her nails raking down his back as he shoved her against the cool glass of the window, the city lights a voyeuristic blur below. His hands were everywhere—gripping her ass, palming her boobs, his thumb brushing over a taut nipple with a roughness that sparked a jolt straight to her clit. She arched into him, her thong soaked, the friction of his suit pants against her barely-covered pussy driving her mad. “Fuck, Jace,” she gasped, her voice raw as his mouth moved to her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a mark, a claim.
“Not yet,” he snarled, pulling back just enough to yank his tie loose, his eyes glinting with wicked intent. “You don’t get my cock until you’re screaming for it.” Before she could retort, he spun her around, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other reached for the tie. He bound her hands with expert precision, the silk biting into her skin, the restraint sending a forbidden thrill through her. “Look at you,” he murmured, his breath hot against her ear as he pressed his body against hers, the hard ridge of his dick grinding into her ass through his pants. “All tied up, nowhere to run. Tell me, Ryder, how does it feel to be at my mercy?”
Her response was a shudder, her body trembling with a mix of rage and arousal as the city sprawled beneath them, a silent witness to her submission. “I hate you,” she spat, even as her hips rocked back against him, seeking more, her asshole clenching with anticipation as his hand slid down to cup her pussy over the lace, fingers teasing the wet fabric.