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“What if I don’t want to?” she asked, startling me.
My free hand drifted to her waist, where I gripped her dress allowing the silk of the fabric to wrinkle between my fingers. “Don’t tempt me,” I told her, my voice hot and heavy. I knew that I needed to move away from her. I was seconds away from going too far, to a place where we couldn’t come back from, but I wasn’t sure that I cared anymore.
Annie’s hand went to my own. I expected her to push me away and change the subject to something safer, as she’d done so many times before, but instead, she led my hand from her waist to the space between her legs, shocking me.
“Annie…” I groaned out. I could feel the softness of her thigh and the silk of her panties. Briefly, I wondered what color they were.
Annie said nothing. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against mine. The kiss was light and soft, and I was too stunned to take things much further in that moment, especially since her actions pushed her closer to my hand, so close that I could feel her wetness against my fingers.
“I want you,” she breathed out, as she pulled away.
“Are you sure?” I looked deep into her eyes trying to gauge what had changed between us so abruptly. “Because once I start, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop.” I issued my warning halfheartedly knowing that if Annie decided not to go further, I would stop, even if it fucking killed me.
Annie leaned down once more, but this time when she pressed her lips to mine, she swiped her tongue across my lips. It was the last straw, and I pressed forward, determined to make Annie mine.
Our mouths fused together, and our tongues fought for dominance as the kiss went from tame to passionate. Annie might have started this, but I wasn’t content to just kiss Annie. The hand that was between her thighs was not idle.
I gripped her inner thigh as our kiss intensified, and my knuckles brushed against her center as she squirmed against me.
“Ezra,” she moaned out, as we separated for air.
I smirked as an idea popped into my head. Normally, I didn’t give a fuck whether my partners finished or not. In the past, sex was about my own release, not theirs. But I wanted Annie mindless.
“What are you doing?” she asked, as I slid to the floor and positioned her, so that her legs were spread in front of me.
I smirked as I looked up at her. Some men might think that getting on your knees for a woman was beneath them, but I knew that was a great place to make that woman yours.
“How’s your ankle?” I asked, as I gingerly lifted her leg, so that her knees were spread before me. I could see the pink silk of her panties, and I smirked as I noticed the wet spot forming on the front. She wanted this.
“Just touch me,” Annie groaned.
I smirked as I ran my other hand up her thigh. Though Annie might not know it, she had me wrapped around her finger. I wanted to do exactly what she wanted, and now that she’d given me permission, I could, and I would.
Leaning down, I pressed my tongue against the silk of her panties, licking her through the fabric. She groaned and opened her legs wider. This was all that I needed, and I reached out and pulled her panties down her legs, so that she would be fully exposed to me.
“Are you sure?” I asked once more.
Though I wanted nothing more than to fuck Annie and make her mine, I couldn’t help but remember what she’d said to me when she agreed to this insane adventure. She might have already agreed to this, but I wanted to be sure before I took a step further. “I meant what I said,” I told her, looking into her blue eyes. “Once we go here, there’s no going back.”
Annie’s cheeks were flushed from the small amount of pleasure I’d already given her, and her chest was rising frantically up and down, as she tried to catch her breath. Annie was so sensitive to my touch that I tried not to groan as I thought about how she might respond to me when I really touched her.
As always, she surprised me, and her legs opened slightly more, “Fuck me,” she commanded, her eyes dark as a winter storm. “And don’t ask me again.”
I raised my brow at the command but said nothing. Leaning down, I pressed Annie’s skirt all the way up to her waist. I wanted to be able to see her fully.
The pale skin of her thighs was undamaged and smooth as silk. Her muscles quivered with anticipation, and I could see a sheen of moisture on her. She did want this.
Smirking, I leaned down, and placed her in my mouth. Annie groaned as I swiped my tongue over her clit, nibbling the little bundle of nerves into my mouth.
“Ezra,” she moaned out, pressing a hand to my head. I smirked against her as I thrust my tongue into her wet heat. She was sensitive, and before long, I felt her quivering muscles tense as she threw her head back and cried out in pleasure.
My cock was hard as steel as I pulled myself away from her. I made my way up her body, pressing light kisses against her skin, as I pulled her dress up her body. She allowed me to undress her, too spent for that quick burst of pleasure to do much.
I stepped back as I stood over her admiring her perfectly lithe body. Well, almost perfect. Reaching down, I ran my hands over a puckered scar not too far from her heart. “What’s this from?” I asked. It looked like a bullet wound. I’d been a lawyer long enough to have seen many of these in my life, but I couldn’t fathom how Annie might have ended up shot.
“It's just a scar from when I was a kid.”
I knew she was lying, but in that moment, she grabbed my belt, pulling the leather out of the loopholes of my pants.
