Page 187 of The Counterfeit Lover


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Her eyes are already glazed with desire, her mouth slightly parted as a harsh breath escapes her.

Teasing her, I enjoy the sound of her errant breathing and her pounding heartbeat—both music in my ear and chocolate on my tongue.

As I note her frustration mounting, I lean in, meeting her lips with mine just as I squeeze on her ass. Using one hand to keep her in place, caging her between my legs, I use the other to explore what hides under her skirt.

And to my—utterly pleasant—surprise,nothinghides there.

"You didn't wear your panties, pretty girl. Are you being a bad, bad girl for me?" I murmur against her lips, drawing back just enough to watch the play of emotions on her features and the way every touch elicits a small gasp from her puffy lips.

"I need to be bad so you'll be worse," she whispers, barely managing to get the words out.

I can tell she came here with an entire arsenal at her disposal, likely having an entire plan on how to entice me before she went for the kill.

Luckily for me, my wife seems to have a glaring weakness.

Mytouch.

And as I bring my hand between her legs, I confirm just how mindless she becomes—how she forgets herself at once the moment I touch her.

"I need," she whimpers when I slide one finger along the seam of her equally puffy nether lips, her wetness sticking to my skin and bathing me in her scent and that luxurious feel of her.

"What do you need?" my voice comes out harsher than intended. While I'd done my best to arouse her, I've been anything but indifferent. My muscles are tense—tenser the usual.

With my drug session hanging over my head, my reactions are all more intense, more out of control even as I try to keep myself in check.

"Raf," she moans, arching her back when I push a finger inside of her just as I brush my thumb against her clit, rubbing her steadily just as I thrust into her.

"I need…" she repeats, each time taking a deep gulp of air as she's unable to finish her words.

"Tell me, Noelle. Tell me," I suddenly demand, bringing her flush against my chest as I continue to pet her sweet little pussy, making her mewl in pleasure.

"I need…" she nestles her head in the crook of my neck, turning slightly so her mouth is close to my ear. Then, she utters the filthiest things I've ever heard—things she wants me to do to her.

"Fuck," I rasp out loud, increasing the speed of my thrusts just in time to feel her teeth on my skin, biting so hard my dick nearly pops in my pants.

"Have I shocked you?" she asks as she leans back, her eyes droopy with satisfaction, her cheeks flushed from her orgasm.

"You could never shock me, pretty girl," I shake my head at her.

Shock is the last thing I feel, not when my own blood is pumping downwards at an alarming speed, the words she'd whispered in my ear becoming dangerous images in my head.

"I want that animalistic side of you. I want you to lose everything that holds you back. I want you to shed your fears, you morality, your principles—everything until purewantremains. Want forme," she emphasizes, taking my hand and bringing it to her mouth, sucking on the finger that just moments ago was buried in her pussy. "I want you to take me like a man possessed, Raf. Because only then… Only then…"

"Only then?" I ask, my gaze affixed to hers.

"Only then we'll be on equal footing," she states.

I stare at her, those words echoing in my ears just as the things she'd described play in my mind like a goddamn movie.

"Let me," she murmurs, stepping back to remove the kit from under the bed.

Her movements are slow, deliberate as she takes out all the items in the bag and lays them on the bed, efficiently preparing the syringe before coming to my side.

"Ready?"

I nod, too entranced by her to be able to form words.

Her lips spread into a sinful smile as she takes my arm, feeling for my muscles before finding my vein. Then, as if she's done this a million times before, she injects the drug into my system.

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