This is the third time in three days Viola has c**k-blocked me. I’ve never been so riled up in my life, and I’ve had it with this stupid game she’s playing. She wants a war? Well, she’s about to get one.
“I swear, Viola.” I squeeze her hips and push her back up against the wall. “If I need to f**k you so it’s out of our systems, then I will.” I fist her hair, tilting her head back so she looks at me. “Is that what you need, Princess? Feeling left out?”
“You’re an arrogant asshole,” she spits out but doesn’t deny it. “I wouldn’t let you touch me with a ten-foot pole.” The lines in her face are tense, and I know she’s just as riled up as I am.
“Oh, really?” I bring a hand up to her neck and slide it down between her breasts. “Then tell me something. Why are your n*****s hard as f*****g pe
