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"Strip for you," she said, and I swear the words were like a fucking match to gasoline.
The air between us crackled, heavy with want. Her tongue flicked out to wet her lips, that innocent little tease. My blood ran hot, every muscle tight with need. I didn't move, didn't speak, let her call the shots. Let the little ember have some power. Who knows? Maybe it would be enough to make me want to give her more.
"Turn around," I growled, finally breaking the silence. "Let me see you."
She twirled, her movements fluid. I could see the silhouette of her body through her clothes, promising everything I wanted to take. I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms, the raw desire coiling tighter inside me. Holy fucking fuck was she ever perfect.
"Show me what you got, sunshine." The words were a dare, a command, and she stepped into them like a queen claiming her throne.
Her hands slid to her hips, and I watched every goddamn second, my throat dry as fuck. This was torment, the sweetest fucking agony.
"Like what you see?" she asked, a challenge in her gaze.
"More than you know," I admitted. My control was slipping, thread by fucking thread, and we both knew it. She hadn't even begun yet and I was already tenting my jeans.
"Good," she breathed out, and the air turned electric with what was about to unfold.
The first button of her blouse popped open, and my breath hitched. A strip of pale skin, a tease of lace beneath. Damn, she must have got that when we stopped for lunch. She smiled, that damn temptress smile, and she knew she had me by the balls. Her fingers, slow and deliberate, worked the next button, then another.
"Like unwrapping a gift," I muttered, eyes glued to the sliver of flesh becoming a chasm as her shirt fell open.
Her shirt slid off her shoulders. I leaned forward, elbows on my knees, itching to slide my fingers across her skin. Her top hit the floor with a whisper and there she stood, purity wrapped in the promise of sin, black bra cupping her breasts.
"Fuck," escaped my lips. Raw, unfiltered desire. My fists clenched, imagining them tracing the lines of her body. Control was starting to slip.
She turned, giving me the profile of her curves, hips swaying with each step as she reached behind to unhook her bra. It fell away, and my cock throbbed.
With a shimmy, her leggings slid down her legs, pooling at her feet. Black panties, another barrier, but not for long. She stepped out, stood bare except for those scraps of lace, stubbornness etched in every curve of her petite frame.
"So Charming," she breathed, "your move."
"Sunshine," I said, voice thick with lust, "you got no idea what you've started." But as I closed the distance, I knew one thing for certain—we were both about to find out.
The wall was cold, but her skin flushed against mine. My hand shot out, fingers wrapping around that delicate throat, pressing her back against the plaster with a force that echoed in the cramped space of the motel room.
"Fuck," she gasped, eyes wide, pupils blown. But not with fear. No, not from my sunshine. Excitement, dark and sweet, shimmered there. How different from a couple weeks ago. My beautiful little ember was fanning into a flame.
"Oh my God..." Her lips parted, the words a breathless invitation.
"Shhhhh."
My free hand slid down, rough against smooth skin, diving beneath those black lace panties. Hot, so fucking hot and wet, she was ready for me. Two fingers plunged into her with no mercy, no slow tease. Just raw, unbridled need.
"Shit," she moaned quietly, hips bucking against my hand, nails scraping paint off the wall. That sound, that fucking perfect chorus of pleasure, it was like a drug mainlined straight into my veins.
"More," she begged, and I obliged, fingers curling, hitting that spot inside that turned her sighs into full blown groans.
"Good girl," I growled, thumb circling her clit, orchestrating her lust with every flick.
"Chris... oh God." Her body shook, muscles clenching around my fingers. She was close, teetering on the edge. And I held all the power, the master of her climax.
"Come for me, sunshine," I commanded. "I wanna feel you lose your fucking mind."
Her response was a scream, pure and unrestrained as waves of ecstasy crashed over her. I drank it in, every shudder, every cry, a savage satisfaction roaring through me.
I sank to my knees, hungry for a taste of her. I peeled those black lace panties down her thighs. Fucking finally. That perfect pussy waited for me, cum dripping down her thighs. My mouth was on her before she could catch her breath from the last high, tongue lashing with precision at the tender flesh that quivered under my touch.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." Her hands pulled my hair, tugging, urging me deeper into her heat. I obliged, savoring every moan that poured from her lips like it was my fucking salvation.
