Melissa’s Sensual Bedroom Exploit
Lord Koga
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“What… what is it that you want from me?” Nick asked, demanding her to answer as he kept his voice down, not wanting to wake her kids sleeping in the other rooms. “What… what do you mean what do I want?” she asked heatedly, answering his question with the same question, knowingly annoying him even more. “What…,” he paused breathing deeply, trying to control his anger, his rage for the only woman that could push his buttons so easily, “What… Melissa, what is it that you want from me?” he asked.
“Nothing… I think you said it all earlier…,” she hissed. “I… I apologized for hurting your feelings… I… I spoke without thinking,” Nick sighed, “I should have never made fun of the fact you like having warm pretzels on your nightstand,” he said. “Yes… yes you did, and I acknowledged and accepted your apology, as idiotic as it was to say on this night of all nights,” she hissed, almost scolding him with her blistering words. “What more do you want me to say?” she asked in an infuriated tone, a tone she knew annoyed him to know end. “You want me to tell you that everything will be alright between us again? Alright then big boy, everything is fucking great between us… happy now bastard?” she hissed, turning away from him once more, knowing he was about to break.