A low, throaty growl escaped Calder’s throat. Heat rushed to my core, and I ground my thighs together, unable to stop the pressure building between them already. Calder wrapped one hand around the front of my throat and shoved me against a tree.
“Don’t f**k around with me, Sina,” he growled into my ear, his voice straining and every one of his muscles flexing against my body. “I’m trying f*****g hard to be … to f*****g be different for you, and then you say s**t like that.”
I curled my fingers into his chest and whimpered, the heat engulfing my body. “I’m not f*****g around with you. My panties are soaked at the thought of you taking me right here and right now, of you emptying your c*m into me.”
“Sina,” he ground out, like if I said another word, he’d completely break. “Don’t.”
My p**
