Chapter 32

She ignored him, standing her ground.

He raised an eyebrow. "If I have to come over there, I promise little girl, I will put you on your knees and break that mouth in. And I won't be gentle."

"Fuck you," she spat, "since when have you been gentle?"

He didn't give her any more chances. Stalking toward her, he reached out and took her arm in a brutal hold as she tried to stumble away from him. She cried out when he shook her and snarled into her face, "I have been more lenient with you than any other. No more, Riley."

She brought her hands up, but he shoved them down, heedless of the delicate bones he might be bruising. He took her tank top and bra in one hand and ruthlessly yanked them down below her breasts, stretching the material to accommodate her cleavage. He let go and allowed the underwire and elasticized top to push the gorgeous globes up. She gasped and squirmed in his hold.

"Soloman..." she cried out.

Ignoring her, he bent his head and clamped his teeth over one already