"What are you doing?" His voice was shaky with hungry desire. "Do you think you can resist this?" I pulled the shirt apart and let it fall to the floor. His breathing quickened. The look on his face said he wasn't going to fight this. I smiled. With both hands, I gripped the sides of my lace panties and tore them apart— first one end, then the other end, keeping my eyes locked on his. I spread my legs and let the torn fabric fall. His breath caught. "What are you doing to me, Kora?" he whimpered. "Shh." I pressed my index finger to my lips. He nodded, mindlessly. I loved the effect I had on him. I wasn't done yet. Eyes still fixed on his, I reached back, unclasped my bra, and flung it towards him. He caught it mid-air, brought it to his face, and inhaled deeply, his eyes fluttering shut. I turned around slowly, placing my hands on the bed and bending over. I arched my back toward him, then glanced back to see the expression I had been waiting for. "Come and take it." A sar
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