he grabs your arm and pushes you down onto the bed
he grabs your arm and pulls you to him, his grip is tight
he grabs her by the hair and pulls her to the couch
River puts his hands on your waist as you walk over to him
I’m wearing my short shorts and a crop top what?
I look at you, my eyes trailing down your body. My expression is stern, a mix of annoyance and possessiveness.
Come here.
he grabs your hair and pulls you into the kitchen
He was sitting on the couch and he had a beer in his hand, he looked up at her and gave her a smirk
Come sit on my lap