Slade (The Protectors #6)(41)

That seemed to stump her. She opened her mouth to say something then snapped it shut, looking away as she hugged her legs to her chest, putting her chin on her knees all the while looking at the wall. “So you would want to do that…again…with me?”

Slade’s lips curved up in a grin. “Listen, Jill. This is complicated.”

Her head snapped back toward him. “No, Slade, it’s not. You either want me or you don’t. That’s not complicated. It’s a simple question requiring a simple answer.”

The pressure of wanting to do the right thing had Slade itching to punch something. He wished it was that simple, but it wasn’t. She didn’t understand what was at stake.

“And your silence tells me all I need to know.” Jill lay back down and curled up. “Close the door when you leave.”

“You don’t understand,” Slade growled, struggling to contain his frustration. “I’m doing this for you.”

“Excuse me?” Jill swiftly stood, actually standing on her bed and threw her hands on her hips. “You’re doing what for me? Driving me f*cking insane?”

Slade also stood, making them eye-to-eye. “Yeah, well, welcome to the world of the insane.” His angry tone matched hers. “You think this shit is easy for me?”

“Oh, what, coming in and f*cking me, getting your jollies off and then walking out?” Jill put her finger to her lip as if thinking really hard. “Hmmm, let me think. Yeah, *, I think it’s easy for you.”

Don’t smile, Slade told himself. Damn, but she was cute as hell when pissed. “My jollies?” He couldn’t help repeating.

“Don’t you dare make fun of me.” Jill pointed at him in warning. “How would you feel if I came into your room, f*cked the hell out of you then ran out as if it was the biggest mistake I’d ever made?”

“First of all, don’t ever ask a man that question, because…well, just don’t, and I didn’t run out,” Slade ended on a sigh. This was not getting them anywhere. But he did know one thing, if she was to come to his room and f*ck the hell out of him, she would go nowhere, but he kept that to himself since she didn’t seem in the mood to listen. She was revved up for a fight.

“Yeah, keep telling yourself that, Doc,” Jill hissed. “Let me make this easy for you—”

“What? You going to give me more women’s phone numbers?” Slade shot back.

“No, that was a mistake,” Jill sneered. “I wouldn’t want to do that to another woman unless she was my enemy.”

Slade crossed his arms to keep from grabbing her, which is what he wanted to do, but not to harm, unless it was a bare ass spanking. A pissed-off Jill was sexy as hell. Her skin flushed, her eyes bright with anger, chest heaving as she shouted out; her quick wit turned him on like nothing else ever had. He wondered how far he could actually push the little wildcat.

“Listen, baby…” It looked like the fires of hell flamed her eyes, answering the question of how far he could push her. Not very far apparently.

Jill threw out her hand, the force pushing Slade toward the door. “Do not call me baby!” She gave a hard push with her hand, her eyes still on fire with anger.

Digging his heels in, he fought against her power. Slowly, he lifted his hand, pushing with his power against hers. “Don’t forget, I’ve got the same power and I know how to use it.”

Frowning as her feet moved backward on the bed, Jill visibly tried to push back harder, but it was no use; she was moving quickly toward the wall. Slade followed by stepping up on her bed as if it was just a small step. She struggled with everything she had, but it was no use. He had her plastered against the wall, both hands up above her head without him even touching her, only his power kept her prisoner.

“What are you going to do now, badass?” Slade tilted his head, looking down at her. When she struggled to move, he smiled. “The things I could do to you right now.”

A fire of a different kind lit her eyes, before a smirk curved her lips. “Go for it, Warrior.” Her voice lowered in a sexy timbre. “Then you can run out when you’re finished.” Her voice changed to sarcastic in a flash.

“One of these days, I’m going to smack that sweet ass of yours.” The smile never left his lips and his eyes promised he would do just that.

“Promises… Promises,” Jill responded as if she couldn’t care less, but her harsh breathing told him otherwise.

“Listen, and listen good, Jillian.” He bent so his mouth was close to her ear, but his eyes still stared into hers. “Once your initiation is over, you are mine. Make no mistake, I will have you again and again, but for now, you focus on getting through initiation.”

She sucked in her breath, biting her lower lip.

“If you’d keep that mouth of yours closed and listen, this whole situation would be different.” He breathed in deeply, inhaling her scent; his cock hardened painfully in his jeans. “But then again, that mouth of yours has its benefits because without it, I wouldn’t have you exactly where I want you.”

“And where…” her voice cracked, causing her to clear it, “where’s that?”

“Plastered against the wall under my total control.” He moved his head around, their lips brushing against each other as he made his way slowly to her other ear. “And that…baby…makes me hard.” He pushed into her, showing her exactly how hard he was. The flare in her eyes let him know she liked being in his control, which made it that much sweeter.