~~Scarlette~~They say when a man’s starving for something—truly starving—his senses shut down. Reason? Gone. Restraint? Dead. All that’s left is the craving… and the fight to satisfy it. Liam was there.I pushed weakly against his chest, hoping he’d pause—even just for a second.But that’s when his fist slammed into the headboard, right over my head, making it rattle.His teeth clenched, eyes wild, breath heavy. He groaned like a beast losing control.“Fuck!” he snapped under his breath, the heat from his body making it impossible to breathe.My eyes darted to his cock.It was straining through his pants—thick, angry, pulsing.And the way he kept groaning under his breath… low, deep, frustrated… it made my chest tighten.I watched him.Then suddenly, he snatched my panties from the side of the bed—the same one he had tossed there earlier—and stood.He started walking toward the bathroom.“What exactly are you going to do with that?” I asked, voice clipped, body still sore, but heart
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