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She tastes like danger.

Ignoring the clear warning, I devour her mouth. Searching for her tongue, I lure her closer with the illicit kiss.

I grip her dress and drag it down from her shoulder. My mouth slides along her smooth and slender neck.

Tongue sampling her flesh, I savor every taste.

Her sweet moans, the heat blistering beneath my lips, and the taste of her forbidden skin, she is well-seasoned.

It’s a savory my cock can’t ignore.

“Fuck, Cassie,” I hiss, glancing up into her heavy-lidded eyes.

Breathing hard, she stares down at me with unbridled need.

I test her willingness and press my hardness against her. My hips mold her pliable body.

Gathering the top of her dress into my eager hands, I say, “I want to see more of you.”

I wait for any hesitancy. When granted none, I slowly draw her dress down, revealing a lush pink nipple. My cock pumps, thickening and straining against my tight flesh.

I hurt for her everywhere.

“You lied, ya know.” I grin up at her approval.

“How so?” She breathes out the words.

The husky whisper wraps around my cock, giving it a good hard, encouraging jerk.

“You said you don’t bite on the first date. Yet you bit me” —I pinch her nipple— “right here.”

I squeeze harder on the pink tip between my fingers, enjoying the pleasure in her eyes.

“Yes. And I liked it,” she affirms with a confident nod. “Did you?”

“I imagine anything that involves your mouth on my body.” I pinch harder, adding pressure to each pluck. “I’d find it welcoming.”

Keeping our eyes locked, I reach between her legs and nudge my hand between her soft thighs. “Just say when.”

Weighted with desire, she coaxes me to continue with her eyes, leaving me with no inclination to stop.

My fingers slither into her panties. I’m greeted by warm, slick wetness.

She grips my arm as another sweet, encouraging moan escapes her pursed lips.

“You’re so fucking ready, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” Her head falls back against the wall, her beautiful eyes gracing me with their need.

“Well, then, I’m coming in.” I thrust a finger inside her.

“Oh, yes.” Her fingernails dig into my bicep, encouraging me to give her what she needs.

“More?” I smile down into her eyes. “You want more?”

“Oh, God!” Her eyes flutter. “Yes.”

I thrust two fingers in. Her insides compress around my touch. I plunge in and out, fighting her tightness while getting harder and wanting her more with each thrust.

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