79. Impatient

Adriana Jensen

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“What are you up to this time?”

It was cold out but as always, fashion came first. I was wearing a dress and Saint took advantage of that, bunching it up so he could trace my slit through my panties.

He chuckled. “How are you playing games when you’re this wet?”

I shrugged. “Maybe, I just like the chase.”

“You like the chase?” He asked to confirm and I nodded.

Saint took a step back and his eyes ran up and down my body once. His eyes were dark, almost predatory. He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say anything, I ran.

The door was still open and I heard them start to close before I heard his slow footsteps behind me. He wasn’t running. I had never been good at sports and he was taller than I was so it wasn’t surprising that he only had to walk to catch up with me.

My dress was making it harder to run and I was tempted to just take it off, but it was going to make it easier for him. That wasn’t what I wanted.

“You’re making this harder for yourself.” He