Page 106 of The Blood Debt


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Why?

Because the second I inched forward and the tip of my dick touched her pussy, she clenched her fucking thighs … as if she was terrified.

Fuck.

“LIAM! TAKE ME DOWN!” she yells, but I can’t focus at all.

I pace around the house, seething with fury and indescribable horniness.

What I wouldn’t give to bury myself deep inside her fucking pussy and own it.

I’ve dreamed of this day. Lived with the fantasy day in day out until I couldn’t take it anymore.

And now I finally realize why she’s been so apprehensive.

So in denial.

I pause and stare at myself in the mirror.

I was almost there.

Almost ready to take…

Something she wasn’t willing to give.

Three years have passed since I saw her.

Three fucking years … and still she hasn’t …

My fist clenches.

“LIAM!”

I should go to her.

I fucking should.

But my dick is still throbbing with need, and if I go to her now, I won’t be able to hold back. She’s unable to fight back, ripe for the taking, wet for me, and I can’t fucking resist the temptation.

But I fucking have to.

Because if this is true, I won’t ever be able to win her heart any other way.

“Don’t leave me here!” Jasmine calls.

Her voice hurts my soul.

Fuck, I want nothing more than to go out there and face her.

But I physically have to hold myself back by clutching the doorpost to my bathroom. I have to wait. Wait and sit it out until the storm has passed. Until I’m no longer on the verge of shooting its load all over the fucking place.

Because dammit, I was this close.

This fucking close to ruining her forever.

I shake my head and snort.

Fuck me.

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