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It’s not attraction. It’s damn unquenchable hunger.

I’m getting hard just listening to her and imagining her…in there…

Her voice rises as she pours everything she’s got into the next verse.

It’s all on you. So what you wanna do? And if you don’t have a clue, not a clue, I’ll tell you what to do. Come harder just because. I don’t like, like it too soft. I like it a little rough, not too much, but maybe just enough…

I fucking growl. Growl. As if she were talking directly to me, taunting me, enticing me, teasing me with her swaying hips and soft, full, blue-lace covered breasts. My dick is throbbing now, it’s at full mast.

That’s it. No more Mr. Nice Guy.

When I get to the open doorway, I freeze.

She’s standing on an office chair, the kind that spins, reaching for something on a shelf a foot above her head.

Resisting the impulse to shout at her what an incredibly STUPID thing to do, I instead slowly approach her, trying my damndest not to scare the ever living hell out of her so she doesn’t fall and break her goddam head open.

I’m almost to her but before I can get my arms wrapped around her legs, she sees me.

I watch the scene in slow motion as if it were an out of body experience.

Everything sucks into a funnel, a vacuum, and pulls me in. She looks at me, eyes huge, as the chair spins out from underneath her. Her arms lash out trying to grab onto something, anything, as her feet kick wildly. I feel like I’m tripping on acid, it’s so surreal the way the whole thing’s playing out. I try to run, literally scream at my damn feet to move, but they feel like they’re stuck in mud, like my entire body was made of thick, crippling, life altering sludge, rendering me completely useless. Even my voice when I yell sounds hollow and echoey, like I’m at the end of a mile-long giant tin can.

My body’s finally released from the time warp I’m sure lasted only a hundredth of a second and I’m at her, my arms wrapped around her body before she hits the ground.

“GODDAMN IT! Are you trying to kill yourself?” I yell at her.

“No, I am not! I was doing just fine until you got here!” she snaps with her arms around my neck.

“It didn’t look that way to me,” I grit out, still angry, scared, shocked, I’m not sure which. Her body pressed against mine feels so damn good as I place her feet on the floor, it only makes me more aggravated.

“OOOOWWWW!” she immediately crumbles to the floor.

Her face pinches up in pain as her ass plops down.

I look at her in a heap at my feet, surprised. One minute I had her in my arms, the next she’s on the ground.

I squat down, my eyes scanning her body for something I might have missed.

“What’s wrong?”

Her teeth are clenched and her eyes are scrunched shut as she expels a heavy breath.

“My knee…it just screamed at me a moment.” She opens her eyes and looks at me. “I’m fine.”

You don’t look like you’re fine.

I arch an eyebrow at her. “It doesn’t appear that way to me. Fine doesn’t land on its ass.”

Her look turns to a glare, well tries to, she’s just too damn delicious to look mean.

“I. Am. Fine.”

I really have to fight the smile trying to force itself out.

“Don’t you dare laugh at me, Rock!”

“I’m not.”

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