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My breath brushed against her ear as I cupped her bare breasts. “You’re so beautiful,” I breathed, my voice deep and thick with longing. She blushed beneath me.

I massaged the mounds of her perfect breasts and shaky breaths escaped from the depths of her lungs. My head dipped back down to pull one of her perked nipples into my mouth. I rolled my tongue expertly over the hardened nub, causing her to squirm. I bit and nipped and sucked. And smirked as I looked up at her and watched as she bit her lips, her body quivering.

She arched into my mouth.

She arched into my every touch.

She was mine.

And she made sure to show I always knew.

When my hands journeyed downward to her center, I felt heat pooling between her thighs.

I could tell she loved this.

I could tell she was aroused.

I could tell she wanted more.

I pulled away from her breasts and kissed back up to her neck. Her hands found my head, and her fingers threaded through my locks of hair, gripping hold of it tightly. Her whimpers fueled me as I rolled the flesh of her neck between my teeth.

One of my hands snaked its way into her hair as well, gently caressing her as the other trailed a path downward. I let my fingers play at the edge of her pajama pants, teasing her.

I pulled away from her neck and took her lips into mine once more as my fingers toyed with the waistband of her pants. I wanted her to be agonizingly aware of where I was headed.

She lifted her hips, allowing me to slide them downward. I felt her smile against me as her body continued to move and her legs kicked them the rest of the way off.

My mouth never left her neck.

I dipped my finger into her panties, but only slightly.

My tongue found her pulse and sucked harder, making sure to nip a bit of a love bite into her flesh.

She was mine.

All mine.

She screamed, her fingers fisting my hair now, tugging strands roughly, erotically.

Annabelle bucked her hips, curving her knees as she brushed against my pants where my throbbing erection continued to grow and strain. I hissed into her flesh at the contact, painfully aware that my pants needed to be off, too.

Immediately.

“Find something you want?” I purred.

“Maybe,” she breathed. “Take off your shirt first, though.”

I smirked at her.

"Oh, but of course," I laughed as I pulled away from her and reached down to grab the bottom hem of my shirt before giving it a tug.

The material lifted over my head, and I watched as she bit her lip, her eyes glued to my torso.

It wasn’t the first time.

She had seen me shirtless a lot now.

But her eyes scanned my body as though it was the very first time.

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