I drew my fingers away, turning over on the bed. I'd just raised myself up on my elbows when he reached the threshold, seeming to take up all the space in the doorway.I gasped at his appearance. His unsmiling lips. His clenched fists. His eyes glazed with s*xual hunger.
When his straining erection jerked in his pants and a spot of pre-c*m dampened the material, I couldn't stop a moan.
He looked . . . undone. Much as he had that first time he'd watched me in the bathtub
Like he wanted to eat me up, bit by bit.
He strode toward the bed with a predator's gait, big hands unbuckling his belt--as menacing a gesture as I'd ever seen.
I steeled myself as he reached for me.
He snatched at my hips, flipping me over on my stomach, then shoved his pants to his thighs. Like an animal, he impaled
