Oh God. She was really getting on his nerves. He could do so many things to her right now to subdue her. To make her bend, to make her do what he wanted instantly. Most importantly, he was damn hot and hard—and he needed relief. Just looking at her made his blood rush, his c**k strain, and his body throb. She could make him hard even when he was angry. She had that much effect on him.
He could so easily pin her down on that bed right now, roll up her short top, and bury himself deep inside of her. He wanted to—every part of his body wanted and screamed for it. But he wouldn’t. Not yet. He had decided to go gently with her. To work at her pace. To take her slowly, even if it tore him apart. But deep down he knew—his patience was running out. He wasn’t a patient man. He had never been.
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