Her on her knees, between my thighs, it was a vision pulled straight from sin. Every inch of her was flushed, glowing with confidence and defiance. She didn’t back down, no, she was flipping the damn board. And I stayed still, letting her do as she f*cking pleased like she owned me.My hand slid through my hair before gripping at the roots with white knuckles and a tight jaw. My chest heaved like I’d just run a f*cking marathon. The last of her kisses still burned trails across my abdomen. The ghost of her tongue—still slick against my skin—had lit me up from the inside out, like my veins were pumping fire instead of blood.I wasn’t new to this. I’ve had my fair share of mouths, of pleasure, of a woman's touch. But this? It wasn’t just lust. It was destruction. A force to be reckoned with. And I was ready to drown in it.Her hand gripped me through my pants, bold and unforgiving, before slipping my waistband down and freeing my aching length. Her eyes preyed on me, devouring every rea
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