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A plea. “Vera.”
A confession. “Vera.”
I give her a moment to move away, to push me back, because I know I’m about to fall over the edge of that cliff, and I don’t know if I’ll make it out alive.
Her face is open curiosity and hungry desire.
This time, I don’t ask like I did when we were young. I take. She had a chance to stop this, and she didn’t. So, without hesitation, my lips claim hers.
My whole body screamsyes. Finally.Her.
It’s not a Message from the gods. It’s just me. I still don’t know if she’s my True Mate, but it doesn’t matter. She’s better than my True Mate. She’s my best friend. My everything.
She gasps, and I take the opportunity to deepen the kiss. Her hand clutches my shirt and sets my whole body on fire. She gives just as much as I take.
So responsive. So radiant. Melting into me. Opening for me. Letting me search her mouth with my tongue, scrape my teeth across her lips, suck and nibble and claim.
The split in her dress widens as she hooks her leg around my hip. I grip her bare thigh to hold her steady and position her leg higher. Exactly the way I wanted to the moment I saw this flimsy excuse for a dress.
Normally, I’m controlled with my partners, able to hold out until they find their pleasure, but this is testing all my strength. I’m barely hanging on by a thread. If this keeps up, she’s going to make me come right here, right now.
But I want this too much to stop. My hand drags up the soft skin of her leg and she arches into my touch, pressing her pelvis forward, rubbing herself against me.
There’s nothing but her lips and her scent and the smooth feel of her thigh. When I reach the top of her leg, I expect to find the standard issue uniform briefs we all wear, that I’ve seen her in before, that she was wearing in the dressing room earlier, but there’s nothing. The tips of my fingers glaze across dewy curls.
I draw back slowly to look at her. She leans forward, chasing my kiss. Beautiful plump lips parted and glistening red. Void, she’s gorgeous.
As my fingers glide up her opening to her clit, her head falls back against the wall and she gasps. Even that delicate touch has her responding. Panting for me.
I’ve seen a thousand different sides of Vera. I know her every expression. But I’ve never seen this. Even my imagination couldn’t conjure up this Vera. Loose and trusting. Dazed with desire. Soft. Soaked. Ready. Five suns, she’s beautiful.
I slip one finger inside, and her eyes flutter open, widening as they meet mine. That dazed glow she had a minute ago is gone. She’s fully alert. Void, I went too far. I should have practiced some self-control and been satisfied with a kiss.
But I’m tired of holding myself back. I want it all with Vera.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” she says and I can’t tell if she’s just saying it because the illicit taboo of the stairwell is a turn on for her, or if she’s telling me to stop. Neither bode well for me. I don’t want this to be a secret onetime encounter, and I definitely don’t want to stop.
But I will. “Do you want this, Vera?”
I stay still, unsure what she’s thinking or what she’s going to do.
She looks pensive for a minute, then she looks me right in the eye and says, “Yes.”
The dam I was holding back shatters with that one word, flooding me with raw need unlike anything I’ve ever experienced.
I tug her closer, nudge her leg higher, and slide another finger in her wet center. “You feel fucking incredible.You’refucking incredible.”
“Did the feel of my pussy just make you cuss?”
“You make me want to do a lot more than curse, Vera.” I rub her inner walls until I find a spot a little rougher than the rest. “You make me wild.”
She giggles in the way she does when she’s teasing and feeling playful. “Zeny, wild? Never thought I’d see the day. Grumpy? Sure. Focused? Absolutely. Methodical? Always. But, wild…”
I press firmly on that rough patch, and she cuts herself off with a gasp. I don’t give her time to recover before I prove my point with a demanding kiss.
She’s right. I’m not like the men she typically dates. I’m not free and uninhibited. But right now, I feel like I am.
We’re in a public stairwell, and I barely notice. I don’t even care that she’s my best friend and I shouldn’t be finger fucking her. All the caution I typically carry in my hunched shoulders is gone. The only tension left is the hard throbbing of my cock against these tight pants.
