Alexander
I watched her. I wanted to study her body. To learn every curve, every spot that made her shudder. I wanted to hear her moans when I pushed her past the edge, to feel the way her body clenched around me as she begged for more.
I wanted to know how many times she could c*m before she forgot her own name, and everything else. She would never run from me again. I would make sure that whenever she came, the only name on her lips was mine.
My hand slid up her thigh, pushing her dress higher.
She met my gaze, her pupils blown wide, hazy with need. I grabbed the fabric of her dress and dragged it up over her head, leaving her in nothing but her underwear before tossing it somewhere across the room. I took her in. White lace. It was simple and innocent, yet it nearly shattered my co
