He paused, just long enough to look into her eyes. The heat there, hungry, daring, teasing, made him gulp slightly. She wants it. She wants me. Damn… she’s asking for it without saying a word.’ Davis' head was in a jumbled mess. Mrs. Gladdis held his gaze, her lips parting slightly as her chest rose and fell beneath him. ‘Yes… look at me like that. Don’t stop now.’ She moaned within. Then, with a smooth, almost reverent motion, his lips trailed down her neck to the curve of her collarbone. Her soft gasp encouraged him, and he took his time, memorizing the warmth, the slight tremble beneath his lips. ‘It’s been so long… I almost forgot how this feels,’ she thought, her fingers slowly sliding into his hair, holding him there. His hands moved higher, cupping her breasts lightly, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples. She arched into his touch, a low moan slipping past her lips. “Davis…” she whispered, breathless, and he felt her pulse against his chest. ‘She’s mine tonight,
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