Serena's POV
The urge to roll my eyes again was strong. He was very controlling, and it wasn't even funny. I hated that he had forced me to relinquish all control over all the things we would do together.
What right did he have?
He didn't even give me a chance to figure out what I would say to him. In one swift movement, he pulled me over his lap. I lay over him in such a way that my head was hanging, and he had perfect access to my ass.
He pulled my skirt to my waist, and I tried to resist, but he was too strong for me.
Besides, the more I thrashed against him, the more his erection pressed into my center. I stopped immediately. I hated the desire I felt at feeling that he was hard for me. I had been convinced that he wasn't attracted to me, but he clearly was.
"I can'
