Chapter 51

ADRIANA

That big headed bastard.

I gritted my teeth hard. Really, if I had to stay in his presence for any moment longer. My feet will probably fall out from how hard and often I'm gritting them.

I admit, I dug my own grave with my plan. But I thought it would work. I must have forgotten just how fast he is. Or maybe I didn't anticipate it because now, I have to do as he says. If I don't want him to throw me over his shoulder.

I know he'll do it. He isn't just bluffing. And if the hardness pressing into my stomach means anything, then it is, he'll be very happy doing it.

And I am against anything that'll bring him joy.

I'm gritting my molars hard so I won't bite my teeth off, I jerk my head in a nod.

"What's that?" Xander asks, dragging his lips along my neck to my ear.

His stubble causes delicious friction against my skin. And the proof settles in my panties.

I'm s