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And I know.
Pizza and wine can wait.
She can’t.
I cross the floor to her. “How do you like the candles?”
“They’re okay. Thought you’d be naked by now.” She grins at me.
“Do I look like some perv to you?” I demand.
“I can always dream,” she retorts, and I chuckle.
The happiness fades to something darker when our eyes meet. I walk her back to the door ‘til her back is against it and I am pressed against her, feeling her every curve.
Her hand is still holding up her towel, and I feel my heart racing in my chest. She looks so soft and delectable, her wet hair strewn over her shoulders, her lashes still holding droplets from her shower, her skin soft and rosy.
My mouth drops to her jaw, and I press an open-mouthed kiss there. And then another. And then another.
Her skin smells like jasmine, and I was instantly addicted. I lay my mouth on hers. She still holds up the towel between us as I mark her bare skin, biting the delicate curve of her shoulder. She hisses at me, but I see the spark of excitement in her eyes when I use my teeth on her.
I kiss and suckle, tasting what is mine.
“Let go of the towel, Agatha,” I murmur against her ear as I suck on her lobe, tugging at it with my teeth.
She groans at the way I am using my mouth on her. “No.”
My lips curve against her skin, my voice low and rough. “Don’t make me strip it off you.”
“Promises, promises.” Her tone is sly, and I raise a brow. One powerful yank and the towel falls into a heap beside her. She takes a sharp breath at the sudden movement, and her eyes meet mine, her voice breathy when she says, “Well, then. Looks like I’m naked.”
I take a step back and look at her. Her breasts are full, nipples pink and pebbled, making me want to suckle on them. Her legs are long and lean, and I want them around me as she screams my name over and over again.
She doesn’t hide herself from my view. Instead, she cocks her hip and asks in a sultry voice, “Like what you see?”
I push her against the door again, with a growl, “You know I do.”
Cupping her breasts, I suck on one nipple, and she moans at the way my hand plays with the other. “At least take off your clothes.”
“Why?” I drag my mouth away long enough to ask. “I have you naked and at my mercy.”
One of my legs is thrust between hers ‘til her pussy is directly straddling my fabric-clad thigh. She moans, grabbing onto me for purchase as I use my thigh to give her the friction she craves.
“Come on,” I bite her nipple. “Let’s see if you can get yourself off.”
Her breathing is harsh as she moves against my thigh. “Your pants will be ruined.”
“Fuck my pants,” I tell her, my eyes transfixed on her the helpless face she is making as she keeps rubbing her pussy on my thigh.
“I’d rather you fuck me.”
My hands mold her breasts, and I squeeze them and pinch her nipples, making her bite her lower lip. “Oh, I intend to. All night long.”
One of my hands move to her head and my fingers grip her hair, my hold tight enough for it to be uncomfortable, and again I see that look of excitement.
One sudden thrust of my thigh up has her gasping as she comes apart in a heartbeat. Watching her come drives me wild. Tightening my hold in her hair, I pull her towards me for a kiss, my mouth slanting over hers as I thrust my tongue into her mouth.
I am a dominant lover. I always prefer a submissive partner, but with Agatha, my blood stirs when she tries to take back some control. My cock hardens in my pants. She is always in control of her life, and right now I am going to unravel her and make her submit, a prospect that arouses the both of us.
