A heat pooled as his fingers danced under my chin, just as much fire in his eyes as between my legs. Again, this confused me, his intimidation making me shake as much as something else. I dampened my lips. “What if I don’t want to be whatever you want on any given day?”
He smiled as he pulled my lips apart, but then, it faded as he gripped my jaw, something he more than liked to do.
“Always that mouth,” he growled, his thumb reaching and tugging my bottom lip down. “Let’s hope it doesn’t get you in trouble.”
Trouble was nothing but him, and trouble seemed to follow me all through the rest of class and to lunch. Knight escorted me to the cafeteria in the quad, and though he opened doors and bought me food, he was nothing like a chivalrous knight. He was a demon king in his designer jeans that made his butt look like a muscular ass reel from PornHub. I ate my lunch with nibbled bites while he hovered his presence over me.
“So where you been?” he asked me, not eating anything at all. He seemed to get more pleasure watching me, his fingers laced across the table. “For the past ten years, I mean.”
Try everywhere? Grumbling, I faced anything but him. “Let’s not do this.”
“Do what?”
“Do this?” I passed a hand between us. “You sitting here making conversation with me like you care.”
“I do care.”
“Do you?”
He frowned. “I don’t ask if I don’t care.”
Rolling my eyes, I stared away. “We’ve been all over. Moved back to the state when my stepdad got a job on campus. He and my mom both work here.”
“Therefore, you go here.” He leaned back. “You’re lucky, you know. This is a hard school to get in to.”
“Well, I got decent grades.” I swung my gaze over. “What’s your excuse?”
The wrong thing to say, heated eyes as he got up and came to my side of the table. He draped an arm on my other side, hugging me between him and the booth. His eyes flicked right. “Grab one of those fries.”
“Why?”
He started to grab me, but then I took one. He backed off then, seeing he got what he wanted, his smile content. “Touch it to your lips. Taste it, but don’t eat it.”
Gazing around, I felt nothing but humiliation regardless that no one was actually looking over here. Breathing, I ran the fry across my lips.
“Slower.”
“Seriously?”
His eyes heated again. “Slower.”
I did, warm salt over my lips before opening my mouth.
“Only a taste.”
Doing that too my tongue poked out, touching along the tip of the fry. After I was done, he grabbed my hand. “Now feed it to me.”
“No.”
“Feed it,” he gritted, his fingers digging into my hand. “To me.”
I scanned his eyes, completely serious as he waited. He let go, and I had about two seconds to make a decision. I could tell him to fuck off, fuck everything, and go to the police like I should have days ago. To tell them about him, about what he was doing to me with his sick manipulation. My stepdad was a cop for frick’s sake. I should have told him.
So much warning was in Knight’s eyes as he stared at me, a dare as he watched me weigh my options. This was definitely a power play here, a choice he was technically letting me make.
“…you always have options, Greer… It’s just up to you whether you want to do something stupid with them.”
I fed him the fry, quickly but that wasn’t where this stopped. His hand grabbed mine again, and so quick, I couldn’t let go in time before he pulled my finger into his mouth.
He sucked, a grin and a pop as he pulled my digit out, then chewed the food I gave him. After, he took a napkin, rubbing his mouth, and my brain radiated, my insides twisted and chest fucking heaving. I couldn’t breathe.
Especially when he kissed me.
He pulled my head forward, a small kiss to my brow before standing up. He ran a thumb across my bottom lip. “Good little dove.”
Good little dove… What the fuck?
And I’d played right into it, had the nerve to burn and feel his lips on my brow after he walked away. He passed my roommates on the way out, and how did I know? Because they squealed as they made their way over to me.
“My God, was that Knight Reed?” Sophie asked, her lunch tray in hand. She and the others got Chick-fil-A and immediately crowded around me. “I heard there’s like a building named after him.”
“After his family.” Keisha squealed, pumping her little fists before facing me. “But still! Ah! Why was he here? And did we just see him kiss you? Are you dating? What the fuck?”
“We’re not dating,” I quickly cut, Knight at the entry doors and pounding a couple other guys’ fists. They all had a silver ring on like him, but before he left, he threw an arm around a girl. He got another on his other side, and that’s when he left, the whole party leaving the cafeteria. I frowned. “We just know each other from a long time ago.”
“Um, need to know! Oh my God.” Haley basically melted in her chair, another squeal before facing me. “He’s so loaded. So… hot. My God, how could you not tell us you know him?”
No, that man thought he was a god, and what did that say about me? I’d let him suck my finger in front of the whole cafeteria…
Then had the nerve to get turned on by it.
Chapter Six
Knight
I grunted, spilling between Melrose’s perfectly plumped lips. I fought a good
