“You’re even crazier than Val!” He swung her around by her upper arm. “You don’t have any clothes on. Do you want everybody to see you?”

“I don’t care!” she cried, her heart pounding. “I told you to stop.”

“You also told me not to listen, and that’s just what I’m doing.”

He whipped her up in his arms as if she weighed nothing, carried her back into the bedroom, and dropped her on the mattress.

“I’m not hitting you, so if that’s what you’re after, you’ll have to find another stud.” He knelt beside her, his big hand shackling her upper arm, and spoke almost indifferently. “How do you want it?”

She realized it was going to happen again. The liquor had made her let down her guard, and she was helpless.

That was when she screamed.

He was on her in a second, covering her mouth with his palm while he clamped her wrists above her head with his free hand. “Jesus,” he hissed. “Not so loud.” The denim of his jeans chafed her thighs as he glowered down at her, looking more disgusted than angry.

She went wild when she realized he actually expected her to keep quiet while he did this to her. Tears stung her eyes as she began to buck beneath him, twisting her hips and trying to free her legs. She bit hard into his hand and he released her with an angry exclamation.

“That’s it!” He rolled off her, shaking his hand. “I’ve tried to be liberated and understanding, but I’m not doing this anymore!”

She was so startled she quit struggling.

He shot to his feet “I’m hard as hell right now, but I’d rather disappear into that bathroom with a copy of Penthouse than keep on playing these caveman games. I don’t care that you told me not to stop, because I’m stopping! I’m sick and tired of feeling like some slug who can only get laid if he beats up women.” He loomed over her. “If you ask me, you’ve got enough notches on your bedpost to have a little more sensitivity when it comes to men.” Bracing his hands on his hips, he glowered down at her. “From now on, when a woman tells me to stop, I’m stopping, even if she’s already told me not to pay any attention when she tells me to stop.”

Bewildered, she stared at him.

“Maybe I’d like to get strong-armed for a change!” he exclaimed. “Maybe I’d like to be so irresistibly sexy that I got tied to the bed for once! Would that be too much to ask?”