Before she could open the door, she was pressed up against it. Ansel pressed his hard body against her and she felt his hot, minty breath at the nape of her neck. "You're very feisty. I like that." Ansel whispered into her ear as he held her hands above her head with one of his hands. His other hand was slowly pushing her shirt up. Akira groaned and tried pushing him back, but one of his legs was trapped in between hers making it impossible for her to push him away. "I want to fuck you all day." He grunted and rolled his hips against hers. Akira tried muffling her moan as he pressed his crotch to her ass. "I need to go to work." Akira grunted out, He chuckled against her ear and pulled away. Akira fixed her composure and turned around to see Ansel alright as if he didn't just press her to the door and sexually frustrated her. "Give me everything you got, you arrogant jerk." Akira challenged with a smirk and Ansel felt his chest tightened. He was definitely going to enjoy the rest of his life with this feisty vixen. Akira Andrews was the end game to life and he was going to win.