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"You're a monster," I whisper, putting my palm on his bare chest, unable to break this spell.
"I am," he whispers back, brushing his thumb over my lower lip, and leans closer.
When our lips meet again, he doesn't rush. He gives me slow, tender kisses, stroking one lip and then the other, sucking me in slightly and then barely touching again, pushing harder and pulling back, rubbing my chin with his thumb at the same time.
"I have to run," I say, kissing him back instead of running away.
"You had your chance, Crystal." He sucks me in, harder this time, holding the back of my neck and pressing my face to his.
His tongue enters my mouth, devouring me whole, as if telling me that he won't let me go.
My hips start moving involuntarily, trying to increase the friction between my center and his knee.
When he bites my lower lip, I moan, digging my nails into his chest.
"You're the devil," I whisper, brushing my fingers over his rock-hard abs.
He smirks, looking deeply into my eyes, his fingers stroking my cheek.
"Haven't you heard?" he whispers into my mouth with a sly smile. "Even the devil needs an angel to make love."
And then our lips meet again, and I moan.
There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide, because even if I hide from him, I won't be able to run away from my feelings.
He pulls his knee away from my center, and I moan again, in displeasure this time.
Jack starts unzipping my dress without breaking the kiss, and I help him a little by lifting up slightly to take it off over my head.
Because I can't wait to feel his skin against mine all over.
"Oh, my goodness," he exhales when he sees the underwear I'm wearing.
Well, not underwear precisely, since I’m only wearing the bra after he tore off my panties in the hallway.
My lingerie is made of ruby red lace with a gold border around the edge. It's sheer in all the right places, exposing my hard nipples, but it still leaves something to the imagination.
I bought this expensive lingerie especially for this red dress, because I feel so much more confident when I know I'm wearing something gorgeous underneath my work clothes.
"You're like a dream come true, Crystal," he says deeply, stroking my collarbone and pulling down the straps of my bra. "A dream I never knew I needed."
That gaze, those words…two more seconds and he won't even have to come into me because I'm going to explode anyway.
When my bra is off, Jack leans closer, sliding on top and brushing against my body.
I feel the tip of his dick touch my center, and the heat starts enveloping my body.
My legs are scissoring involuntarily, but his body doesn't allow me to do that.
"Don't hide this gorgeous cunt from me, Crystal," he whispers, kissing my neck and going lower to my chest, placing kisses all the way down. "I know you don't want to run anymore, do you?"
He stops for a second but only to take a look at me.
"I do," I lie, looking straight into his eyes; my cheeks are burning out of shame.
"If you do"—he leans down again and makes a little circle around my nipple—"then why are you so wet?"
As the last words escape his mouth, he sharply inserts a finger inside of me, sucking my nipple into his mouth.
