“You know the harder you fight this, try to resist me...” he whispered in her ear in that deep baritone voice that made her weak in the knees, “The hotter it gets...” She swallowed and looked away, unable to withstand the intensity of his gaze. “I love seeing your body in open protest...” His eyes wandered to her nipples, and just like she had guessed, they were hardened and straining against the top, “I can imagine your panties are soaking wet...” His gaze had darkened, filled with lust. Her breath was erratic, her control was slipping. “I want nothing more right now than to fuck you senseless. I want to hear you moan my name this time, but I won’t take anything you won't give me, Scarr..." It was more for her nerves than anything else. It was just like he said; her nipples were hard, her panties were soaking wet, and her desire for him was raging inside of her. She sat across from him with hopes to put as much distance between them as she could, now she only had to deal with his
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