[Draven].
I knew Meredith was testing my patience when she dragged the conversation out and tried to ignite a fight.
But she was far too innocent to think I would fall for her trick so easily, not with my cock throbbing beneath my pants.
I couldn't wait to get laid and feel the muscles of her inner walls tighten when I pump my hot cock in and out of her without mercy.
Meredith must be so determined to try her luck, so she attempted to step past me.
She tried to slip away with that small, defiant lift of her chin—the one she always used when she was hiding something or when she was trying to control a situation that was already far beyond her control.
I let her take exactly one step. Then I reached out and caught her wrist lightly, but firmly enough that she stopped mid-stride.
"Stop running," I murmured.
Her breath hitched just slightly, but I felt it. I always felt her.
