CHAPTER FIFTEEN - LUST FOR LOVE

PIXIE

“You want to eat me?” I asked, half of me not believing my ears, the prospect that someone would actually want me was something I had never thought possible. His room was dim, the hairs on my arms stood on end when he walked closer and was only an inch away from me, his breath fanned on my face but we both had the smell of alcohol on our tongues anyway.

I pressed my legs together when I felt his palm on my thigh, my scent heavy with my arousal I wondered if he could perceive it off me. I was suddenly heated, so horny and grateful I was in this situation.

“I can practically taste you…” he whispered into my ear, and I writhed my neck when his warm tongue licked the skin there.

“Is this why you were at the club?” I asked, keeping my eyes closed but following his lead when he gently pushed me to lie down on his king sized bed. I did not flinch when he caressed my inner thigh, it may have seemed like he was taking advantage of me but in truth I was the one who was on the needy end.

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