Ezra’s P.O.V
Every move she made. Every word she said, they were making it harder for me to keep control. I don’t know if she was doing it on purpose or if it was just my mindset. Everything was turning me on.
“Can you at least put more clothes on.” I breathed out.
Words I never thought I would ever be saying to a woman. I am usually telling them to take them off. It told me how much she was getting to me.
“More?” she said a little stunned
“Yes. I cannot, f*****g take any more of you parading around like this Kyla. I don’t think you realise how hard this is for me. How I am struggling not to push you down and f**k your brains out. I can’t take it anymore.” I growled out of complete s****l frustration.
She smirked. A smirk I have become very familiar with. She moved from beside m
