Viper
I didn't give her a chance to breathe. I didn't want her breathing. I wanted her gasping, unraveling, breaking apart in my hands the way I was breaking apart inside.
I grabbed her hips, my fingers digging into the soft flesh exposed by the bunched-up dress, and dragged her forward until she was flush against the gas tank.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my kidneys, pulling me into the cradle of her hips.
"It’s cold.” She shivered, the cold air hitting her sweat-slicked skin, but she didn't look away. Her n*****s were hard against the black lace, begging for attention.
“I will make you warm, princess.” I ran my hands up her bare ribs, rough and possessive. I reached for the lace. I hooked my thumbs under the straps and snapped them down, freeing her c
