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I climbed on top of her and pinned her down between my thighs.
“Gimme.” I demanded.
“Nope.” she said, shaking her head, but she had no choice.
I grabbed her arm, slowly skated my fingers down to her wrist, then prised her hand open. Sitting in her palm was a balled-up piece of deep red fabric.
“What is it?” I asked, taking it from her and examining it.
It only took me a second to realise what it was, but she told me anyway.
“A scrunchie,” She flung her arm over her face. “Oh it was dumb, I’ll take it back. Fuck, who gets a guy a damn scrunchie?”
I laughed and tugged her arm away from her now red face and kissed her. She tasted delicious.
“I love it.” I said and sat upright so that I could quickly throw my hair up into a bun, securing it with the scrunchie.
“Ooh that’scomfy,” I said appreciatively, “I get why girls like these things.”
“You don’t think it’s stupid?” she asked.
“No.” I said, “Thank you little one.”
She squirmed beneath me, and a small moan left her lips.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” I asked and narrowed my eyes at her.
She clamped her lips shut and shook her head.
“Thank you?” I asked, and she shook her head again, this time smiling.
“Oh, Little one?” I asked, and her answering whimper confirmed it. That particular nickname clearly did something to her, how had I never noticed before?
I climbed off of her and dropped to my knees on the floor between her legs. I ran my fingers up the insides of her thighs, then over the top and to the waistband of her leggings.
“What will I find if I take these off?” I asked.
“Dessert.” she whispered, and I laughed.
I slowly tugged them off of her body. Admiring her soft pale skin as I began to kiss up the inside of her leg. Carving a torturous path from her calf up to her black lace panties. I paused and ran my finger over the fabric.
“Mmm, my favourite.” I said appreciatively.
Meg let out a breathy laugh.
“Dig in then.” she said, and I grinned up at her before grasping the edge of her panties and ripping the fabric.
She gasped dramatically then moaned as I dove in and devoured her. She tasted like heaven, but the sounds that she made as I licked and sucked her were goddamn sinful.
She writhed on the bed as I continued to claim her with my tongue. A sudden gasp escaped her and the sound of someone clearing their throat came from behind me.
I looked up at her, she was pushed up on her elbows and her eyes flared with lust and anger. There was only one person who could get her to look like that.
“What are you doing here?” she panted, and I let my tongue paint lazy circles against her.
She pushed her hands into my hair and began to push me away, but the words that left Adonis’ mouth stopped her in her tracks.
“Don’t stop on my account.”
