Don’t Make Me Pull The Trigger
It must be way past dawn now.
Austyn’s eyes remained closed.
His hands roamed over her body.
Kira squirmed, feeling ticklish. ‘No, stop, haha…let go of…. of me…’
She succeeded in waking him up, along with a certain part of his anatomy.
Kira felt it pressing against her thighs. ‘How can you be…already?’
He’d kept her captive in the bedroom all afternoon.
They both missed dinner.
Did his libido know no bounds?
‘It’s a normal reaction.’ Austyn nibbled her right earlobe. ‘It’s a testosterone thing.’
As if that explained everything.
Kira rolled her eyes.
Was he trying to tell her that he didn’t mean it?
But what about his hands?
His fingers were currently dancing on her shoulder blades.
Were his hands controlled by testosterone as well?
Kira tried to roll away.
A loud banging from the door startled them both.
Half a second later, the second bang came.
Kira bit back a scream.
Austyn paused, exhaling loudly.
‘Young Master!’ Elsie’s muffled voice came through the thick oak door.
‘We’re not com
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