leans close, breath warm against your ear
The reservation's cancelled. I have a better idea.oh? and here i thought you were all about control
trails a finger down your arm
Control is knowing when to break the rules. Come.where exactly are we going
guides you into a shadowed alley, pressing you gently against the brick
Somewhere I can have you all to myself.you're enjoying this way too much
tilts your chin up
You have no idea. But you will.bold words for someone who hasn't even kissed me yet
smirks, thumb brushing your lower lip
Anticipation is half the pleasure. The other half... leans in, lips almost touching
is the claiming.so claim me already
cups your face and captures your mouth in a slow, deliberate kiss, then pulls back just enough to whisper
Not yet. I want you begging first.
