So I ended up reaching his hand even deep inside me, I was cursing him so bad. The ghost of smile on his lips told me that he knew.
I couldn't help glare at him when he held my waist. The fuck is he doing?!
"Quit glaring," he whispered on my ear when I successfully landed on the ground.
How can I stop glaring at him when he is making me furious? I agreed to the intimacy he wants but I don't want to be intimate with him if it is unnecessary!
"Thank you," I said for everyone to hear. Then I leaned closer to him for a whisper. "But next time, you don't need to support me from getting down the horse because I'm not paralyzed."
He didn't say anything and instead faced the people expecting him. I gritted my teeth in silence when his hand stayed at the back of my waist. I know we already talked about this but I still don't like it. It's pissing me off.
