GETTING ON ERNEST NERVES

But I knew that wasn’t what it was about at all. It was about those huge doe eyes and pouty lips that made my cock hard every time I dared to think about them. I couldn’t even sit still without my balls tensing as I imagined the damage Selina could do with the flick of her chatty tongue.

Don’t be an idiot. She’s sexy. Lots of women are. But lots of women are not attached to Ernest.

I tried to tell myself that was her appeal in the first place,her attachment to my enemy but that was an outright lie. I’d been drawn to her gorgeous face, the innocence oozing from her rambling, buttercup mouth from the second I’d laid eyes on her.

It didn’t matter. I couldn’t do anything about it or her predicament.

Yet the more I tried to put Selina out of my mind, the harder she resurfaced, her plaintive pleas filling my ears, tugging at my heartstrings.

That bastard is an animal,I growled, pacing through my office, pausing again to stare into the night. Ernest’s harem of virgins was no secret, but his