Chapter Fourteen

Jordan/Beast

— Shit!!

I screamed at the top of my lungs in the dark room while punching the wall.

Ricardo's reaction was so unexpected that I couldn't react in time. I was still with my dick out and my shirt thrown on the floor.

—Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!— Each time I yelled, I punched the wall again.

How could I be so stupid? I had waited for him for so long, and at the first real opportunity I had with him, I pounced on him like a true beast.

I was still hard even after cumming. I wanted more of him. Especially after getting a taste of what he had to offer. I thought I was already crazy when he willingly kissed me. But touching his body and feeling him come for me took my obsession to a new level.

I considered jerking off right there, still tasting his kisses on my lips, but it wouldn't be enough. I don't think it ever would be with him.

Finally, I tucked my dick back into my pants and zipped up, picking up my shirt in the darkness. It wouldn't be good if someone from the club found me in this state. I'd probably be called a pervert and thrown out rightfully so.

I knew it wouldn't help to go after him now; the way he left, he must have been far away already.

Now I needed to rethink a new strategy. And thanks to that taste I had, my predator mode was activated and very successfully.

If he thought he could push me away with those empty words, he was very mistaken. I can spot a lie from miles away. And I know he desired me as much as I desired him. I just needed to prove I could be trusted.

And I would do anything to have him again. But this time underneath me, moaning. Or on top.

In the end, that wouldn't make the slightest difference.