His cock was throbbing in his jeans, and his blood felt electrified as it pumped through his brain. Zoey was going to be his for tonight. He was finally going to get the chance to touch and taste every sexy inch of her lush body, and then sink into her tight pussy. Stifling a groan at the wicked images racing through his brain, he adjusted his wood behind his zipper and headed for his bedroom. The door was closed, and when he pushed it open he was pleased to see that she followed his instructions. Her apprehension was clear in the way she sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, but there was hope and desire in her gorgeous blue eyes, and she held the red rose he had given her in her hands. He couldn’t get over how sexy it was to see her in his bedroom. The anticipation of having her was quite possibly the hottest thing he had ever experienced. He moved to her side quickly, and stood over her, invading her space to see how she handled it. Her head tilted back, and he saw her throat convulse around a nervous swallow.
