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Two fingers skimmed down the gap, running her nails over my abs, leaving a trail of fire down my skin. She breathed in sharply. Her hard nipples were visible, despite wearing a bra and blouse.
“I have more confessions.”
“Tell me, hen.”
“I’ve wanted to touch you the moment I saw you.”
“Wearing nothing but a towel that day?”
Her eyes flicked up to me again, a twinkle in her eye. “I remember that very well, but that’s not what I meant.”
She slid one hand under my shirt and flexed her fingers and palm against my skin, just under my racing heart.
“I meant the night I met you in the bar and I touched you like this.”
“I remember.” My voice was low and rough.
“I touched myself that night thinking about you.”
I groaned. All remaining blood raced south.
“Tell me that’s true.”
“Oh, it is.” She licked her lips. “I fantasised about what you looked like naked. What you’d look like over me as you fucked me.”
I wanted her lips on mine, but I was still paralysed under her touch and gaze.
“And now I know. And I want you again.”
I let out a shuddering breath as she slowly pushed my shirt aside to reveal my chest and stomach. She pushed my shirt over my shoulders and down my arms. Her nails gently grazed my skin as she finally pulled my shirt away and dropped it to the floor. Like she was slowly unwrapping a present, her eyes lit up in delight. She bit her lip, concentrating, as if to memorise everything about my body.
I was a gift for her, to do whatever she wanted with; whatever her body, and her heart, desired.
“I’m yours,” I promised, swaying slightly towards her. “All yours. Do what ye like with me.”
“Oh yes, you’re all mine, Beast.” She chuckled again. “Now, whatever shall I do with you first?”
* * *
I woke early and slipped out from the sheets to use the bathroom. My abs ached from last night and I grinned.
Slow sex in bed, then Chinese leftovers to fuel up before we showered together, which had us tumbling into bed to fuck so hard we both fell asleep soon after we came together.
Returning to the bedroom, I stifled a groan. My body reacted to the sight of Amanda lying on her stomach, hugging a pillow to herself. One leg was bent, her arse slightly raised, the sheets tossed aside, gloriously naked.
She let out a little moan as I slid back into bed and kissed her bare shoulder. I inhaled her skin and trembled at how intoxicating she was; that heady vanilla scent of hers, as well as sleep and sex.
I trailed kisses down her shoulder blade and she arched her back into me, making a purring sound. Her arse rubbed against my very alert cock.
“I like this kind of wake-up call.” Amanda hummed, her voice husky.
“Ye awake, hen?”
“I am.”
I chuckled, peppering kisses along her spine, as I cupped her arse cheek and squeezed. She shifted, her eyelids fluttering, and I slipped my hand to her centre.
“Christ, ye so wet already.”
