Chapter 115. Busted

Scott

“Fuck me.”

Her breathless whisper made a shiver of pleasure run down my spine. She hadn’t even touched me yet, and already my blood was roaring.

“I will, baby. I will.” I murmured, pinning her harder against the wall, making sure she felt every bit of how hard I was for her.

She slammed her lips on mine, clasping my face with both hands. The kiss was desperate, hot—a promise of a good fuck.

“Stop!” She said breathlessly, pushing me away.

“Stop?”

Damn, I was so confused and so fucking aroused. My heart was thumping against my ribs like it wanted to break out.

“Yes.”

I moved aside, brushing my fingers through my hair. Watching her retreat did something to me I couldn’t understand. I had hoped she wanted it just as much as I did. A cold shower was the only means for relief for the time being. I walked to the door of the bathroom, my jaw tight.

“I found it!” Eliana called out. “Scott, where the fuck are you going?”