Page 99 of Obsession (Dark Revenge)
“Does this mean I won’t be punished if I talk back to you?” I asked, now genuinely intrigued.
“No, of course not. I’d punish her as well, just differently.”
“Differently?” I echoed. “So, you won’t fuck her?”
“We’ve already discussed this. I have to,” he reminded me.
“Right. To start a family.”
“Does that bother you?” he taunted, leaning back in his seat with a smile. “Do you want to keep me all to yourself?”
“Of course not,” I retorted.
“I don’t think that’s what a wife should say about her husband,” he reminded me.
“I’m sure Astrid would say it.”
“And then she would end up across my knee.”
I sighed, already disliking this game. Then a cruel idea crossed my mind. One I shouldn’t entertain, but if Jared wanted to take this dreadful marriage game to a new level, he should be prepared for anything.
“All right,husband, let’s play,” I told him, rising from my seat.
Jared looked baffled as I walked around the table and pushed his chair back slightly to create some space. It had wheels, so it moved easily. I climbed up onto the desk and lifted my skirt slightly, just enough to reveal everything when I spread my legs.
“What are you doing?” he asked, his gaze shifting from my legs to my eyes.
“Well, I’m Astrid,” I pointed out. “So, eat me out.”
His eyes darkened instantly, and he rose from his seat, slamming his hands on either side of my body. It brought us closer, and the darkness in his eyes transformed into a smoldering heat, because I wasn’t truly Astrid. I was still me, and his eyes couldn’t deny what they saw.
“You told me to be her,” I whispered. “This is what she would do. What’s your move?”
“The last time she also had her cousins point a gun at your face,” he reminded me.
“I know. But I’m leaving soon. Let’s pretend I’m back in my world, and she attempts to command you to kneel before her again. What’s your move, Jared?”
He appeared to consider it, weighing his options. To my surprise, he calmly took a step back, straightened up, and gave me the same icy stare he had given Finn.
“Get off my desk. I’m working,” he ordered.
I leaned back, placing my hands behind me to show I wasn’t moving. “Make me.”
“Don’t test me,” he warned.
“Or what?”
His eyes narrowed, and I felt a thrill seeing his reaction. It seemed some things hadn’t changed. I still enjoyed playing with Jared. This time, however, it felt even more exhilarating because he wasn’t afraid to give back what I dished out.
He stepped closer, grabbing my thighs to bring me nearer to him. His warm hands continued to hold onto me, sending shivers down my spine.
“I’m not your slave. If you want to play, it will be on my terms, and you won’t like it,” he whispered darkly, leaning closer,and I could feel the power shift. Oddly, I enjoyed it. “Do you understand?”
“No,” I breathed.
He smiled slightly, then lifted me from the desk, placing me back on the floor. I thought he might want to have sex next to assert his dominance, but he simply let me sit on the floor while he returned to his chair. Leaning back, he appeared smug, and I had to admit it was a smart move.
“I see. So this is how she will be put in her place,” I remarked, crossing my arms. “Reduced to sitting on the floor like a dog.”
