#Chapter31
PYKE
MY COCK IS harder than rock. I want to take her back to my apartment and bury my cock deep into her. Her dress doesn’t help me from seconds to come in my jeans. Her skirt molds perfectly on her round ass and with her white blouse showing a good amount of the swell of her tits.
Jesus, she’s driving me crazy beyond my imagination. I pull myself away from her before I change my mind.
/"Beautiful,/" I whisper through heavy breathing.
/"How did I owe you a kiss?/" A flash of anger lights in her eyes but the amusement is in there, too. Her lipstick smear around her swollen lips.
/"I asked you nicely for a good morning kiss but you chose to ignore me. Now, that’s my payback. Next time, just do as I say./"
/"We should not kiss like that again./" A regret coats in her voice as she looks down at her feet.
I cock my brow. /"Like what exactly, Babe? Do you want soft and slow—/"
