“I can’t stand to see you giving him attention like that and not me,” I admitted, the jealousy flaring to life and causing me to abandon any type of filter my brain may have had.
“Oh, get over yourself,” she said, trying to wiggle herself free again. “I thought we were over this?” she asked. “This stupid anger problem you have that you seem to like to take out on me. I thought we were past that. Elliot,” she growled as I turned a corner, pushing her in front of me as she fought against my grip.
Jealousy turned to lust pretty quickly as I watched her squirm and fight against me. What could I say? I was a sucker for her temper. I took us down another hallway to the right, finding a janitor’s closet and shoving her inside of it.
The door shut, and I grabbed her arm, swinging her around so that her back was against the door, and my hips held her firmly against it.
“Oh, that’s what’s got you all riled up?” she asked, her mood suddenly shifting into one I knew too well. Her eyes became hooded, her cheeks flushed, and that sexy fucking smirk fell across her lips. “Has it been too long since those balls were emptied, Elliot?”
Her voice dropped into a sultry tone, and one of her hands ran up and down my length, which was very quickly hardening to fucking stone.
“Watch your mouth,” I growled, letting my hand tangle itself in her hair as I pulled roughly on it to expose her through to me. Her warm palm left my dick, and I watched as it slipped behind her and the small lock on the door flipped.
“You watch it.”
She sank to her knees and unbuttoned my jeans before ripping them off me so quickly that my dick sprung free like a fucking rubber band. Before I could catch my breath, her hot mouth was on me, causing me to face-plant into the door behind her. The jealousy I had felt just moments before slipped away as I slipped into her throat.