She threw a plank at him and it connected with the right side of his lips. He raised an hand to touch it and it came back wet and red.
Blood.
This b***h had drawn blood from him.
With a curse and an angry roar, he launched himself at her and they were soon grappling.
Within a few minutes, he had her pinned against a table, the soft round curve of her ass pressing snuggly against his groin.
He groaned lowly. She wiggled.
“You stay still, b***h,” he warned, “I'm gonna do as I please with you and there is no one to stop me, hear that?”
“Bastard!”
“Oh, don't be like that. I'm sure you will enjoy it.”
He held on to her hands tightly as he shrugged her
suit jacket off her shoulders.
Then it was her shirt, then her skirt.
He paused when he pull her panties away from her skin. They we
