Chapter 112

James’s POV

I stood there facing the door, rubbing my poor ear. Man did she have a strong grip. My hands were sweating and my body was still tingling from her touch. My feet were rooted to the floor, refusing to leave or it could have been Deacon. Her little stunt excited him even more. Horny bastard!

Though I didn’t blame him. Her scent was overpowering and it was a struggle to keep it out. I knew this was going to be hard but she was driving me crazy. I wanted to be near her, I wanted to keep touching her, but of course Deacon made it worse.

‘At least I was brave enough to go after what I wanted. Can’t say the same for you,’ Deacon growled.

‘Yeah and look at where it got us.’

Deacon huffed at me and disappeared. I leaned my head against the door, closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. Her scent filled me up like before until I exhaled and walked away. Staying here only made me want to break down this door and have my way with her