"You honestly think you've figured me out, don't you?" I ask with barely hidden venom. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't. I know your type well, you're not much of a challenge at all." He replies with a confidence that had me past my boiling point. He knew how to push my buttons, pull on my strings, and have me dancing to his reckless freak show of a game before I even realize it. "Are you actually trying to challenge me?" I basically hiss in irritation and his smirk widens. "How very deductive of you." He says sarcastically. My eyes snapped fire as I pulled on his tie to bring him down to my level. "You're playing with fire Eli..." I say in a warning tone that only made him chuckle lowly. "So what are you going to do about it?" He asks with the same self assured cockiness that had me gritting my teeth. "I'll make you beg." I reply before I can stop myself. He leans in closer to me, our lips a whisper apart. "Not if I have you begging first." His words are like liquid silk dripping with sin. ------------------ © shutup345 ™ 2017 ® All Rights Reserved