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A step closer

DAWSON

I never knew I could feel a graver spite for Smith Derrell than I already did. But watching him kick open my door made me realize how possible it was.

What the heck was he doing in my apartment, and why did he have to kick my door? What happened to his damn hands?!

"What the fuck are you trying to do to her, Dawson?!"

His question coupled with the angry look in his eyes made me realize how messed up the situation was.

My cock was out. Carla had been yelling. My poise looked like I was ready to claim her.

Anyone would misunderstand. Anyone would think that I was trying to rape her. I could see the same thoughts in Smith's eyes and the way he balled his hands into hard fists.

I quickly pulled in my cock and zipped up my pants.

"It's not what you think, Smith."

"The fuck it's not!" He leaped stepped a foot on my table, and landed on me, hitting me down.

I didn't see his onslaught coming, so I had no balance. He had me firmly pinned on the floor, and he delivered his first pun
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