Chapter 122:
Robert's Point of View
I squeezed the shirt in my hand until my knuckles turned white, trying to gather the fragments of my self-control, and I shouted in a hoarse voice: "Put this on!"
She threw the shirt away recklessly and said: "I prefer to stay like this." Then she leaped onto the bed and began jumping again.
The scene was beyond my capacity to endure; the shaking of her body before my eyes, her enticing, nearly naked rounded backside, and her breasts rising and falling violently with every jump made my cock stand powerfully erect and painful under my trousers.
My breath quickened as I saw the features of her femininity moving with a provocative freedom, but I rebuked my demon; I took the shirt and climbed onto the bed behind her.
I pinned her shoulders with a force that hobbled her movement and inserted her arms into the shirt sleeves despite her weak resistance, then I threw her body onto the mattress and said sternly: "Enough... come to sleep."
