Chapter 8
Something inside him snapped.
His eyes darkened, the gold bleeding to black as his pupils blew wide, and the air between us crackled with something electric, something feral. His c**k throbbed against me, the thick length pulsing, straining against his slacks, and I could see it… the way the fabric tented, the way the head pressed against the zipper, already damp at the tip.
My cunt clenched, my juices pooling beneath me, soaking through my panties, the scent of my arousal thick and intoxicating.
With a snarl, he tore at my clothes.
The sound of fabric ripping filled the room as he shredded my trousers, the seams giving way beneath his strength, the cool air hitting my bare skin. I gasped as he yanked the tattered fabric away, my panties the only thing left between me and hi
