Lucian
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I slammed the door behind me and stripped off my clothes like they were burning my skin, I was so hot right now. My shirt hit the floor first, then my pants, leaving me in nothing but my Calvin Klein boxers. My jaw clenched as I paced for a second, dragging a hand through my hair before finally dropping down to sit on the edge of my bed.
But I couldn’t relax...not even close. How could I? How the hell could I?
When I could still hear her.
Those soft, sinful moans slipping out of her room after I left. Like she didn’t even care that I might still be right outside her damn door. Maybe she wanted me to hear. Maybe that was her plan all along? Could it be? She was seriously trying to frustrate me.
And f**k, it worked.
I stood there like a damn i***t, completely still, listen
