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I watch her quivering body , anticipation rolling of her in waves and it sends a wild satisfaction rolling down my spine . I know the second I laid eyes on her , seductively swaying her hips to the beat of the song in that short red leather skirt and black bralette , that I was going to remind her who she belongs to tonight . I knew it , the moment I felt anger rise in my limbs when I witnessed all the wankers staring at her as if she belongs to no one . Wanting her is harder than hating her , and I realise it now , because I can't have her when I want . I can't pull her toward me and kiss her whenever I want . I can't hold her whenever I want and I sure as f**k can't make it known that she is mine .
So , moments like these , where I have her trapped beneath me , trembling an
