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I prowl toward her. Pushing her dress up as my hands drag up her smooth legs, exposing her naked pussy that has me stifling a groan.
“Well, that’s naughty. No panties, Darling?”
She grins. “Nope.”
Licking my lips, I drop in front of her, gripping her ass and pulling her toward me. My mouth connects with her. I inhale her deeply, running my nose along her clit. She moans, urging me on with gentle pulls of my hair.
With my tongue, I begin spelling out my name. She throws her head back against the mirror. “What are you doing?” She moans.
Sucking her lips into my mouth, I release it with a pop.
“Claiming what’s mine.” I push my tongue inside her tight hole, flicking it around, savoring her addictive taste. The sounds she makes, the way her body moves against my face, has me completely at her mercy. But she can never know that.
With my hand, I reach under her dress, my fingers clamping down on her nipple. She gasps, her chest moving with her frantic breathing. A solid three seconds of me sucking on her clit,and she’s falling apart. Soaking my lips and chin.
I’m not sure I’ve ever made a girl come that fast. Never had someone respond to me like she does. It is addicting, to be someone’s weakness.
Standing, I grip her hair, pulling her mouth to mine.
My tongue flicks and licks every inch of her mouth, encasing her senses with her own taste.
I pull away, looking down at her pink-stained cheeks and dilated lusty eyes.
“Wow,” she whispers, a little starstruck.
“Wait until I’m fully inside you.” She blushes at my words.
Pulling her up, I right her dress and smooth down her hair.
Grabbing her hand, I plant a kiss on her wrist.
“No more dancing on the fucking bar. People almost died tonight looking at what is mine.” She hugs herself to my arm, looking up to me and grinning.
Her mind is as sick as mine. Most girls would have the decency to look afraid. This one fucking grins.
* * *
I carry Rayne up the stairs on my back. Her giggle brings a small smile to my lips. I deposit her on her bed, bending down and removing her shoes. She lifts her hands up like a child and I chuckle, pulling her dress over her head.
Gripping my shirt, she pulls me to her. Her lips are dominating mine, taking control. I groan when I pull back.“I’ve got to go do something.”
“You’re not staying in my bed?” She pouts.
Adorable… it was not. In any form. Fuck.
I kiss her forehead, wondering when I became so soft. Who the fuck was I?
“I’ll be back. Just wait for me.”
Walking across the hallway, I slam my door shut, locking it.“What do I owe the pleasure?”
I hear her laugh before I see her.Turning, I see she’s sitting on my bed.
Her red fingernails hold a joint. Her gray eyes light up with fire.
She’s twenty years older than me. No one could have guessed it, though. She looks thirty-six, and her body? Twenty-five.
“How’s everything going, Branson?” Her voice is smooth.
