Villain Ch 1986. Be a Good Girl
His hand slid between her thighs, just resting, not moving. Her breath hitched.
"You keep saying you want to behave," he murmured, "but then you look at me like that. Say things like that. Make me want to ruin you all over again."
She trembled beneath him. "I‑I said I'd be a good girl…"
"You said that," he agreed, tracing lazy circles against the inside of her thigh. "And then you blushed and said something that made me imagine how you'd sound if I made you cry from too much pleasure."
Mila whimpered.
Allen smiled, slow and dark. "You're not helping my restraint here."
"I didn't mean to—"
"But you did. You always mean to. Somewhere in that wicked little mind, you like how I react when you say the wrong thing."
"I just… like how you look at me," she admitted softly. "Like I belong to you."
That made something in his expression crack.
He didn't smirk.
Didn't tease.
He just… stared at her.
And then moved.
