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He’s one note. One happy note, always.
Too polished, too distant.
He’s not like he is around me, happy and annoyed and frustrated and energized.
I could study him all night.
Finally, there’s a lull in people intercepting him and he finishes my drink, coming over to hand it to me.
With him standing and me sitting on the tall counter, we’re not quite level but we’re much closer in height than we usually are.
“What were we talking about?” He asks, his fingers lingering on the glass even after I’ve wrapped my hand around it.
“Your categorical belief that you always get your way.”
“Oh, yes.” His eyes rake up and back down my body slowly. “You’re a perfect example. Not twenty four hours ago, I told you if I saw you in your bra I’d keep flirting with you, much to your dismay apparently, and yet here you are. Sitting on my kitchen counter in a bra.” He says, his eyes glazing over with lust as he looks down at the band of my bra peeking out from below my crop top. “Looks like at least your subconscious understands who your rightful owner is.”
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9
Rhys
Who knew seeing Thayer at a loss for words would be such a turn on. I thought I liked the fire, but looks like her speechlessness has my cock just as hard.
I’m standing in front of her while she sits on my kitchen counter, her long legs dangling off the edge. It’d be so easy to grab her thighs and wrap her legs around my waist. To tilt my hips upwards so my dick presses against her center as she buries her face in my neck.
To repeat the motion until she’s panting and moaning in my ear.
I’m standing close enough to see the defined lines of her abdomen and the beauty marks sprinkled all over her stomach. I want to trace the path of those marks up and down her body until I’ve licked every inch of her.
The skin of her stomach is calling to me, the swell of her breast visible under her bra and teasing me.
I set my hand on the counter next to her thigh and my throat bobs as I imagine it wrapped around her waist, my fingers digging into her skin to try to leave a permanent imprint of myself on her.
Seeing this much of her skin is driving me crazy, even when it’s just her stomach. The thought of my hands on her body, of touching her and reveling at the sight of how small she is compared to me makes me want to howl delightedly into the night like a predator.
I can’t help but lick my lips at the conjured visual of her laid out before me, her silver hair tousled and tangled from how I grab it, her mouth slightly parted as she looks at me with desire and submission in her eyes.
“Hungry?”
I blink that vision away before I do something stupid like grab her throat and tell her I’ll kill her boyfriend and make her a young widow if she doesn’t break up with him.
My gaze connects with hers and I see she’s smirking at me, clearly enjoying watching me be tormented by my arousal for her.
My little liar, pretending she isn’t affected herself.
“Famished.” I tell her, before putting my second hand down next to her other thigh and bringing my head level with hers.
I’m definitely pushing the limits with this, my face much too close to hers now.
“Open.”
“What?” She says, her voice a mix of smothered arousal and genuine confusion.
“Open,” I tell her, leaning forward and closing the space between us a bit more, “Your legs.”
