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Adrian paid the Uber driver and almost dragged Ellie from the car. He was dying to touch more than her hand. If he’d driven to the bar, he probably would’ve f****d her in the parking lot.
“I mean it, Adrian.” She followed behind him, almost running.
“Mean what?” He started up the stairs. Her legs were shorter than his and she was moving too slowly. They should’ve been in his apartment by now, naked or at least f*****g. He tugged on her arm to hurry her along but she refused to move faster. It was probably her heels.
“I’m in charge.”
“Sure. Whatever.” He stopped, spinning around. He dropped her hand and bent, tossing her over his shoulder.
She squealed. “What are you doing?”
“Helping you.” He secured her with his hand on her lush ass as he bounded up the stairs.
“I don’t ne
