Her Obsession
My body throbbed, demanding satisfaction.
She didn't answer directly. Her eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, held a distant, almost vulnerable flicker. She swayed slightly, the alcohol a visible fog around her. Her fingers, still trembling, went to the waistband of her delicate lace thong. The black fabric, barely there, offered little resistance. She hooked her thumbs under the elastic, slowly drawing it down her hips. The motion was deliberate, almost ritualistic, a slow unveiling. The dark triangle of her pubic hair, neatly trimmed, emerged, damp and gleaming in the soft lamplight. His breath hitched.
"Sexily," I began, a warning in my tone, my eyes fixed on her.
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