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Finally.
His lips meet mine.
Time has stopped. Idon’t give a shit where I am.
All I can focus on is Maren’s pleasure.
I’ve been so fixated on fucking her, I don’t care that I’m in a hospital stairwell. This is what obsessions do to you. Rational thought is out the window.
She tastes like honey dissolving on my tongue, seeping into my bloodstream.
“I would do anything to take you against this wall right now,” I say into her mouth. She arches into me with a moan that goes straight through me. My hand travels down her waist, forcing her hips to grind against my dick harder. I mean it,literallyanything.
Her kiss turns rougher for a second, begging for it, before she pulls back like she’s surprised even herself with how turned on she is.
“Don’t be ashamed,” I whisper. “You can let go with me, Maren. You can be whatever you want; my good girl or my dirty slut.”
Her eyes flash at the possessiveness of my words. “Call me yours again,” she says shakily.
I’m at a loss for how she’s never discovered this side of herself before, how no one has taken the time to allow her to explore how good this makes her feel.
She’s flushed, practically panting with lust and need. “Please. Keep talking.”
I smirk and let my voice drop low next to her ear. My hand sweeps down her side and up her dress. “You’re going to bemygood fucking girl. You’ll look so beautiful withmycock down your throat. So beautiful withmycock buried deep inside you.” I grind my palm against her clit. “This pussy will bemine. I’ll tear you down like the whore you want to be, and then I’ll build you back up like the princess you are.”
She crashes her mouth back into mine, practically climbing me. I think I could make her come from my words and tone of voice alone.
It’s rough, dirty, and all-consuming the way she kisses. The hesitation is gone. I’m matching her intensity because this is mind-blowing how good she feels pinned by my body weight. I could mold her into anything I wanted by simply saying whatever I felt like.
When I slink down to my knees in front of her, she inhales sharply. I run my hands up her thighs, letting my nose and tongue follow the path along her left inner thigh.
Her skin was made for me. I was right; it’s softer here than the skin across her arms. It’s so perfect that I want to ruin it with my handprints. I want to make it red and splotchy, give her pleasure from the sting.
“Now spread these long, pretty legs for me.”
Her obedience earns her a smile with dimples. She’s soaking wet through these tight fucking shorts. This is the most fun I’ve had with a woman ever and I haven’t even touched her yet.
Another door crashes open. This time somewhere above our heads. Maybe two or three floors.
Clarity squeezes back through the cracks the sound created, and I suddenly remember where I am.
Whose legs my face is finally between.
We stare at each other, sharing heavy breaths.
Footsteps on stairs. Voice on a phone call.
I can’t tell if they’re coming down or going up, and I have thirty seconds at most if it’s down.
Maren loosens the grip she has on the roots of my hair.
“Shit,” I breathe out, but I can’t help myself. I run a hand over her shorts to feel how wet she is for me. How close I was to tasting her. How close I was to letting myself spiral out of control. My mind is all over the place, and I’m not sure what I’m doing anymore or why I’m doing it. “This was a bad idea.”
“Locke.”
Maren says my name like she’s searching for me, wild and out of breath.
I rise to my feet, and she just watches me go.
