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Zoe runs her fingers through my hair and I yank her lacy thong all the way down, tossing it somewhere on the floor behind us.
Her breath catches as I part her thighs, my fingers tracing the soft skin there.
The taste of her is intoxicating, the most potent kind of addiction.
I can already tell what this is going to do to me.
It’s going to make me want her, crave her, need her.
This is me, staking my claim on her whether she realizes it or not.
Zoe isn’t some clubwhore, she’s Widow’s daughter and a forbidden fruit.
I may have to play the long game with her, but luckily I’m a patient motherfucker.
She tugs on my hair as my tongue explores her heated flesh, and I can feel the slight tremble in her body.
Her arousal coats my tongue like the sweetest honey.
Every gasp and moan that escaped her lips fueled me, drove me to continue until her back arches off the bed and she cries out my name.
She groans, her fingers tightening in my hair. “Oh God, Spark.”
“Shhh,” I whisper against her damp skin. “I’ve got you.”
I finger her slowly at first, then with an escalating tempo that has Zoe squirming beneath me.
My name falls from her lips like a prayer as she comes undone under my touch.
After what feels like a shared eternity, she gasps and collapses back onto the bed, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her climax.
My voice is husky. “Was that good for you?”
I already know the answer, but I still like to hear it.
She pants for a moment before nodding. “So fucking perfect,” she manages to say between deep breaths.
Her answer sends a bolt of satisfaction through me before I stand to my feet, moving toward the foot of the bed.
I unfasten my belt and unzip my jeans, kicking them off along with my boxers.
Her eyes watch me intently, taking in every detail.
Moving closer, I grip her thighs and pull her to the edge of the bed.
She gives me a look filled with raw desire that makes me ache for her even more.
I climb on top of Zoe, positioning myself at her entrance.
Looking down at her, I give her a questioning glance.
She answers it by wrapping her legs around me and pulling me toward her.
Giving in to temptation, I drive myself deep inside of her.
Zoe gasps as I enter her, her fingers digging into my back.
“Spark,” she whispers breathlessly, mouth agape as she adjusts to the feeling of me inside her.
