Chapter 118 Better Control

JAMES I stood there facing the door, rubbing my poor ear. Man, did she have a firm grip. My hands were sweating, and my body tingled 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 would be hard, but she was driving me crazy. I wanted to be near her and keep touching her, and 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 against the door, closed my eyes, and deeply breathed. 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. I lay on my bed with my eyes closed, still trying to calm my heartbeat. For some reason, it