“You were imagining having sex with me, weren’t you?” That was the only thing it deserved after displaying such extreme patience and restraint. He promised his dick here and now, once he got her to her apartment, it would only be worshipped by the wetness of her core, her mouth. My mental response to this un-fucking-belivably annoying dick asshole psycho: He watched her through the thin shower curtain, perched on the edge of the bed with a hard-on powerful enough to puncture six inches of steel plating. That’s what you were going to say, isn’t it, Zeus?” “You know, I’m sure this is your best attempt at seduction, but even with all this suave finesse, I am not going to have sex with you.” You have sex with me, the compulsion goes away, and we won’t need to do it ever again, won’t even have to talk to each other ever again. I don’t think I’ve ever met anyone as single-minded as you.”
“You’re out of your mind,” she said, plopping down on the side of the bed.
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