I'd never released so much pre-come at a time in my boxer briefs before. My cock still throbbed, even after I'd left her room. I felt so overwhelmed. Damn, she was so pretty. So sensual. And her fierceness, her snarky replies, her anger, and her hate all combined to make her irresistible. More than anything, I wanted her. I wanted to take her. Have her.
Fuck her.
The monster inside me was alive now and breathing fire, screaming at me to own her. To possess every inch of her.
My cell phone trilled. I groaned in frustration as I tugged it out of my pocket and peered at the screen. It was Andrew.
Now's not the right time, idiot.
I swiped a thumb over the reject button, almost bumping into Lauren in the hallway on my way to my private office downstairs. "Oops."
"Oh my goodness. Mr. Stravkos, I'm so sorry!" she apologized, although I was the one not paying attention to where I was headed.
"No need to apologize, Lauren. It's my fault, not yours."
