“You’re not wearing any?” Steven repeated gruffly.
“I wanted to … surprise you,” I said, completely embarrassed.
Before I had left my house, my stupid self had thought it would be sexy. Now, I was just—
“You’re not wearing any underwear because of me?” he asked.
because of meVoice hard. Angry. Furious almost.
I dropped my gaze. “I’m sorry. I-I overstepped. P-please don’t be angr—”
“f*****g hell, Sierra,” he growled into my ear, pressing his throbbing hard c**k against my stomach and shutting me up. With his suit pants tight around the crotch, he cupped my chin in his hand and forced me to look up at him. “You can’t say that to me in public.”
My eyes widened from how hard he was without me even having to undress. All I had told him was that I hadn’t worn any panties because I wanted
