Motherfucker!
That was the only word that blared in my head as I watched Adrian stalk back to the bed, a triumphant smirk on his lips. His c**k still spilled from his open fly hard and rigid and from the way it jerked up as he sat, I could tell which part of his body joined in my protest against his denial.
I crawled off the couch, humiliation and embarrassment making my cheeks thrum with heat and the asshole was enjoying every damn minute of it. "You have to be joking,"
"I guess we'll see Kitten" he kicked his shoes off stealthily, eyes melting his smoldering gaze on me. With a little difficulty, he tucked himself in, zipping his fly close.
"That's not fair," I cried, feeling a new wave of frustration mount inside me, "that's not f*****g fair," this time, I closed the distance betwe
