‘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.”

movement. “Take them off,” he

off. 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

course, so can

my body, he picks up his glass from the side table, tasting the wine, a

more than that. Lie back. Open your legs. Show me all of yourself. Show me what I’m going

My breath catches again.

out so flat, I’m not comfortable, and it

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

used to the coarse words. They should offend

him in the eye again. Perspiration runs down my face and I’m sure that my mascara must be running, but

what you want me to do to you; where you

in his hand. He sips at

I want to know you. I want

are slightly parted, but he nudges at first one, then the other with the glass,

sit in the chair again, to watch me, but instead, he sits beside me on the bed, close enough that I scent him. He smells of musk and lust and sex and masculinity and…. I want this man…. I want to

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

better,” he says. “Show me, and I’ll give

a heady mix of lust and excitement, wantonness and desire, I trace the line of my swollen, almost melting

Show me what you want me to

the hood of

have no idea how beautiful you are, aroused like that. I can see that you’re embarrassed, but

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