“Okay, that’s enough.” He finally growled out. He was so obviously jealous. He gripped onto your wrist and pushes you inside a lonely room. He followed you inside, locking the door on the way in. He shoves you against the wall, one of his hands gripping your thigh, the other holding down your shoulder.

“I know what your fucking doing, and it’s god damn working..” He said with a change in tone. “God, ur turning me on so fucking much.” His breath flowed against your smooth skin.