Coming here was a terrible f*****g idea.
It’s bad enough that Kara looks effortlessly sexy in work clothes and dinner gowns. But Kara in a short dress? Seeing her like that made my c**k twitch in my pants, seeing her dance made me want her even more.
Until that f*****g sleazeball decided to rock his hips against hers and touch her.
Fuck me, I wanted nothing more than to make sure he’d never be able to use those hands again. But I settled for less. Asked Dave to rough him up a bit and take him outside.
And now Kara’s being a pissy princess about it.
But the moment she stepped out of that bathroom, I knew I was f****d.
Her skin is flushed, her hair wild, soft lips parted like she’s already moaning, and that dress—God, that f*****g short dress—is clinging to her like it was stitched ont
