Jessica signed with exasperation, her gestures sharp and impatient. "If you want to sleep, do it in the bed."

Timothy's eyes darkened, a sly, almost wicked smile curving at his lips.

"You're right," he replied, his voice smooth. "Let's sleep in the bed."

He stood, scooping Jessica up into his arms despite her resistance, and carried her straight into the bedroom.

He ignored her struggles completely.

With a swift motion, he set her down on the bed and leaned over her, pinning her gently but firmly.

Jessica couldn't sign now-her hands were trapped-so all she could do was twist in protest, her beautiful eyes full of defiance.

Timothy held her tightly, his chiseled lips brushing her ear as he spoke in a low, husky voice. "Don't move. Not another inch."

He nipped lightly at her earlobe. "If you do, I'll make sure you won't be able to move at all."

Jessica knew exactly what he meant. Her body went still in an instant.

Timothy released her, then knelt at the edge of the bed, carefully slipping off her shoes.

Then he reached for her jacket, as if intending to undress her further.

off her own outer layer and yanked the covers over herself,

facing the wall,

heard the soft rustle of fabric

his weight. He lifted the blanket and slipped in beside her, pulling

radiating from him-heat she'd once craved,

wished she could shake the feeling, afraid that when the time came to

her tightly. She tried to wriggle free, but he wouldn't release her for a

growing hot and uneven, but his lips were gentle, almost

do anything

wander, his intentions growing unmistakable as he fumbled

Jessica realized-inviting him to sleep in the bed had been a terrible mistake. She'd walked straight

she could, her fingers trembling as she

"No."

to be firm, but her hands barely obeyed

kissed her again, voice rough as he murmured,

she kept signing, her gestures soft and hesitant.

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