‘Mine’…?

Am I his…?

I think I am….

He waits, saying nothing.

Waiting for my reaction?

Yes, I think so.

Biting my lower lip, I cup my breasts in my hands, lifting them, thumbing my nipples, pressing them together to exhibit my cleavage.

His eyes follow my movements. He’s keeping his cool, but I think I see the press of his erection showing. As I circle the darker halos of the areolae, the skin crinkles tighter and his pupils, widening, turn his already shadowed eyes all but black.

“Enough,” he says. My hands freeze in mid-movement.

His eyes lock with mine, then indicate down.

“You want me to….?”

“Show me.”

the top of my panties, his eyes tracking the movement. “Take them

My pussy is running hot, streaming and my panties are hideously uncomfortable. I strip them away to reveal my dark curls, glistening wet. Uncertainly, I run my fingers through

of course, so can

the side table, tasting the wine, a deep velvet crimson in the

your legs. Show me all of yourself. Show

My breath catches again.

onto the covers but laid out so flat, I’m not comfortable, and it is not easy to

he stands from the chair, pulls pillows from the bed. “Raise your head and shoulders,” he says. “I want you to be able to move. And I want to see your

coarse words. They should offend

pillows, I can look him in the eye again. Perspiration runs down my face and I’m sure that

to do to you; where you want me to touch you, how you want me

in his hand. He sips at it, watching me with his

shy? I want to know you. I

are slightly parted, but he nudges at first one, then the other with the glass, easing them wider. “Show

scent him. He smells of musk and lust and sex and masculinity and…. I want this man…. I want to give myself to him

spread my thighs wide, as wide as I am able. His lips don’t move, but his eyes smile as they

he says. “Show me, and I’ll give you

trace the line of my swollen, almost melting folds with fingers that glide, wet and slippery from

me your sweet spot. Show me what you want me to do, where you

the hood of my

that. I can see that you’re embarrassed,

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