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View MoreI remain perched above him, my body still humming with aftershocks. His eyes are half-lidded, satisfaction evident in the relaxed set of his shoulders, but I see the hunger still lurking beneath. Men like Marcus don't reach satiation so easily. Neither do I. I trace a fingertip down the center of his chest, following a bead of sweat that tracks between his pectoral muscles."What else did you dream about, Marcus?" I ask, my voice low and intimate in the suite's perfect acoustics. The walls have shifted to a deep indigo now, casting shadows that accentuate the planes of his face. "What other fantasies brought you to this room tonight?"His throat works as he swallows, and I watch the play of emotions across his features - desire, hesitation, vulnerability. In these moments, I see the man beneath the CEO, the human behind the carefully constructed facade. It's in
I pull him upward, enjoying the momentary flash of reluctance in his eyes before he complies. His mouth glistens with my arousal as he rises to stand between my still-spread legs. I let my hands drift down to his belt, unfastening it with practiced efficiency. His breathing quickens as I lower his zipper, the sound unnaturally loud in the quiet room. The walls pulse a deeper shade of red now, matching the beat of blood in my veins.Marcus kicks off his shoes as I tug his trousers down, revealing black boxer briefs stretched tight across his obvious arousal. I slide my fingertips beneath the waistband, feeling the heat of his skin, watching his abdomen tense at my touch. With deliberate slowness, I pull the briefs down, freeing him. He steps out of the puddle of clothing, now completely naked before me, while I remain in my lingerie - a power dynamic I've deliberately engineered.
I adjust the strap of my red lace bra, feeling the delicate fabric scratch against my skin as I perch on the edge of the obsidian-black bedspread. The suite shifts around me, walls bleeding from crimson to deep purple as the temperature control responds to my body heat. I cross one stockinged leg over the other, the suspender belt tight against my thigh, and take another sip of cabernet. The wine stains my lips the same shade as my lingerie - deliberate, calculated, like everything else about tonight.The crotchless thong was an indulgence, but when I saw it in the boutique window, I knew it would be perfect for this encounter. My fingers trace the edge where fabric meets skin, then absence. I shiver, though the room is perfectly heated. The anticipation has my nerves electric, a feeling I chase but rarely find in my everyday life. In my classroom, I am Ms. Bennett - buttoned-up, proper, the woman parents
He withdrew his fingers, leaving me feeling empty and aching. I heard the sound of more lubricant being applied, then felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against my entrance. Jason stilled beneath me, giving me time to adjust as Liam began to push forward with exquisite slowness.The stretch burned despite Liam's careful preparation, a delicious kind of pain that had me biting my lip to keep from crying out. Inch by excruciating inch, he entered me, his hands gripping my hips to keep me steady as he worked his way deeper."Breathe, Annie," Jason reminded me, his hands stroking soothingly up my sides. "We've got you."I forced air into my lungs, focusing on relaxing the muscles that wanted to clench against the intrusion. When Liam finally seated himself fully inside me, I felt so full I thought I might split ap


















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