I could feel his breath against my ear, hot and heavy. It made my skin crawl.
“You’ll be a good girl for me now, won’t you, Amber?” he whispered, pressing his body against mine. His hardness against my stomach made bile rise in my throat.
I froze, my heart pounding. Fear and disgust twisted in my chest, but I wasn’t going to let him win.
Not like this.
“Leave me alone,” I growled, my voice low and dangerous.
He smirked. “Do you like to play, Amber?”
I didn’t think. My instincts took over.
My hand shot down and grabbed him by the balls, squeezing with all the strength I had.
His smirk vanished, replaced by a wide-eyed expression of sheer pain. “Amber—”
“Let. Me. Go.”
He didn’t release me, so I squeezed harder.
He let out a strangled sound, and for a second,
