But I knew I had to reel myself in.
I wasn't a fucking creep...
And I certainly didn't want to fucking look like one.
Women dropped at my feet all the time...
So I would never fuck a woman without her permission.
"W -" she croaked, her voice barely above a murmur.
I let out a low chuckle, my face just inches away from her.
Amused at how nervous she was getting.
"What, baby girl?" I asked, in a deep, raspy voice.
I could see her eyes darken with desire as I called her baby girl.
Watching her pupils dilate with lust...
Jesus Christ.
She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
So why the fuck was she playing so hard to get?