The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 116

His face kept getting closer, his breath cool against her skin, lips curled in a mocking smile. “How could I ever bear to let you go?”

His hand inside her shirt suddenly moved up. She’d changed her outfit in a rush before the interview, but there hadn’t been time for anything else. Now, she found herself at his mercy.

Franco ripped off her pasties and crushed them in his fist, his knuckles flexing with tension.

“Franco, are you out of your mind?” Petty’s cheeks burned with embarrassment and anger. He had the nerve to do this… right here in the car.

She scrambled to snatch the pasties back, but Franco caught her waist with one hand and her wrist with the other. He pulled her in and kissed her, rough and demanding.

The privacy screen in the car had already slid up when Petty got in, sealing them off from the world. The back seat was their own little universe.

Franco had been burning with this need ever since he saw her at The Eminence parking lot. The fire in him had melted away every bit of calm and self-control, leaving nothing but raw desire.

His fingers slipped under the hem of her skirt. With the way she was dressed on top, he could only imagine what she had on underneath. His touch was almost too much—hot, electric, consuming. He snapped the thin strap in one swift move. Petty tried to fight him off, but he was too strong. She couldn’t break free. Desperate, she bit his shoulder.

“Let me go, you bastard!” she whispered, breathless and furious.

His lips brushed her ear, voice low and rough. “Even with a limp, I can still make you mine.”

Petty’s period had just ended, leaving her extra sensitive. Every touch from Franco sent her body spiraling, her willpower dissolving into nothing.

The driver sped through the city, heading for Misty Vale.

After they arrived, Jay got out and stood quietly by the car, keeping his distance. He smoked through five cigarettes, waiting for the storm inside the car to pass.

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