Wild Desires {A collection of steamy stories}
Raybybooktok he leaned against the doorwaybooktok he leaned against the doorframethe scent that made him minethe other side of the door
"Yes, fuck me... harder..."
Sweat beads on my skin. The room smells like sex, musk, and strawberries, and I imagine hands on me, not mine, just rough palms gripping my thighs and spreading me wider. A mouth on my neck, biting, and damn it, it's Alex's face again.
His voice in my ear: "You like that, don't you?"
I shake my head, but the fantasy pushes me higher with faster thrusts now, vibrators on medium. My clit begs for attention, so I free one hand and rub it furiously.