I tried. I fucking tried hard. God knows I did but when Dani asked me that question, I finally couldn't take it anymore. Fucking bitch. How naked do I want her?<br/><br/>"All the fucking way..."<br/><br/>I walked up to her, lifted her up as if she weighed nothing and threw her on the bed. Before she even landed, I had my top off and was frantically pulling at the button of my jeans. Back in my military days I might been able to control myself but those were way behind me. However much I wanted this though, I knew I had to restrain myself, even a little bit. The last thing I wanted was to rape the hell out of this poor woman and get a complaint or even legal charges pressed. I didn't need that in my life right now.<br/><br/>My breathing had quickly increased and my hands were shaking as they finally got the button of the jeans undone. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes and I pulled down my jeans, trying desperately to hold on to that sliver of self control that was left. Seeing her on the bed, her nipples clearly sticking out fueled the inferno that raged inside again.<br/><br/>I gasped, closed my eyes and said a little quiet prayer before crawling over on top of her, clawing at her top and shorts this time. It had been a while since I had sex and even longer since I had done anything with a woman. Her top didn't come off quick enough for the beast that was raging inside of me so I put both my hands on the neck of the top and ripped it apart in one strong pull. I discarded the now ruined fabric on the floor and my hands devoured her breasts.<br/><br/>"Fuck... fuck... Fuck me... Hard... Like the fucking tease you are..."<br/><br/>I slapped her in the face. Not hard enough to hurt but enough to get her alarmed maybe.<br/><br/><em>Fuck... Get a grip Elizabeth...</em><br/><br/>I was losing control fast and felt what little restraint I had slide away quickly.