Vex let out a choked sound, not sure how to really respond to Summer’s words. They weren’t close, barely knew each other, and who in their right bloody mind would trust somebody in that regard when they’d only just met? Snickering slightly, he purred the words, “Never woulda expected to ‘ear that from a pretty thing like you.”
The sudden grip on her hair threw her right out of the sensual space, with a shock. “Not a leash! Not a leash,” she exclaimed, hastily grabbing the ponytail above his hand to ease the strain a little. “Hard line!” She couldn’t help, obviously, stumbling behind him on their way to the bedoom.Vex had already ended up lost to his own sadistic thoughts, and so the words the girl was saying barely registered to his mind. They were soon at the bedroom, and he was letting go of her hair and pushing her down onto the bed with a wicked gleam in his eyes. “There aren’t any ‘ard lines ‘ere, Lovie.”
Summer sat straight up, locking her eyes on his. “No. No. That’s not okay.” She grabbed at his chin, firmly. “I’m not doing this with you if I have to force you to respect my few lines. I said I trusted you.”