2 - Show Me
Cillian
The girl in the black dress seemed like a nuisance. The kind that gets you in trouble with just one batt of her pretty long lashes or sweet smile full of dirty promises.
I could tell by the relaxed yet confident way she walked, with a little sway of her hips that made me and the entire male population in the club clench their fists. She knew exactly what she was doing.
Little vixen.
Her baby blue eyes widened just a fraction when I stood up from the stool, easily towering her curvy, short frame even when she was donning the sexy pink heels. I could see the surprise and lust pooling in her panties—if she was wearing any—the way her breath hitched and the subtle clench of her thighs.
Fuck me. I love the way she smelled. Sweet, sensual mix of coconut and heady va
