Chapter 55

• ~Christopher’s POV~
• “Give me my bloody wine back!” She screamed. She is horny, I can smell how aroused she is. She can't even stand straight without crossing her legs. I love that I can only do that to her, but then again I can't touch her. She thinks she's the only one suffering, but I am too. I had a sly grin on my face. Her perky tits are enough to tell you everything you need to know about her at this point. She’s so fucking responsive when it comes to me. I watched her as she stood before me trying to control the pressure between her thighs. I don’t know if she realized her needy behavior. She’s ranting at me while her eyes are on me as if she’s trying to drink me up. Neither her thoughts nor her body is moving in the same direction; instead, they are working against one another. With my gaze fixed on her, I reached over and grabbed a bottle from the wine rack, then began strolling toward the kitchen counter. I launched myself on top of the kitchen counter.
• “Stopher!” she screamed once more.