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Story: A is For Arson

My hands paused, leaving my jeans hanging just below my hips. Narrowing my eyes at her, I smirked and stalked toward her. Quicker than she could react, I flipped her off her knees and onto her back, grabbing her ankles to pull her across the bed until it only supported her upper body. I wrapped her legs around my waist long enough to remove the unopened condom from my mouth and lay it beside her on the bed.

"If you want to play things that way, Bunny, you're in for a surprise."

I didn't give her time to respond, using my empty hand to flick open the button of her jeans and hooked my fingers into thewaistband, ensuring I snagged her panties. Stepping back just enough to give myself room to work, I pulled them free of her body and tossed them behind me, catching her ankle before she could lower her legs.

She gasped in surprise, but I ignored it. Wrapping one of her legs around my waist again, I lifted the other and began licking, kissing, and nipping my way from her ankle to her thigh. Her hands slid to my head, trying to guide me to her center. I chuckled, letting my breath caress her sex as I ignored her demanding hands and worked my way down her other leg before working my way up again.

Her restless noises and squirming made me chuckle against her skin. She scraped her nails across my scalp in insistence. I nipped the sensitive skin of her inner thigh in response, which caused her to yelp before I continued my ministrations. When I reached her apex, I once again denied her, instead kissing my way up her soft belly to her neck.

"Asshole," she breathed, her hands trailing down my sides until she reached the open jeans and shoved them down.

"Impatient," I murmured against her neck. Using feather-light touches across her skin, I traced my fingers down her body. Testing, searching for reactions to know where my attention was best dedicated.

My fingers drew lazy patterns just above her core, and I watched her face wearing a smirk. Her furrowed brows and the insistent movement of her body made me want to give her everything she'd ever wanted. I finally dipped my fingers into her slick folds, drawing slow circles.

She rolled her hips to meet my fingers, and the appreciative moan from her lips made my cock twitch in anticipation. Her eyes fluttered closed as I traced her clit with the same leisurely pace.

"You're soaking, Bunny," I said. I flicked my fingers across her sensitive bud, making her gasp sharply. I teased at her entrance, still holding tight to the leash of my control and not simply taking her to my satisfaction.

It didn't take long for her to start whimpering with need in my hands. She wanted more and was rolling her hips against my fingers, seeking it. Her breath was hitched, and her cheeks were flushed.

"Craig, if you don't fuck me until I'm delirious, I'll go finish the job myself," she snapped.

As if to prove her point, she wrapped her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my backside in a desperate attempt to force my hand. I chuckled lightly and pulled back, tearing open the nearly forgotten condom and sliding it on.

"I'll give you what you want this time, Bunny, but the next time, we play by my rules."

She let loose a wanton moan as I lined my cock with her entrance and slammed myself into her to the hilt. I gave her a moment to adjust to my size, needing a moment myself to acclimate to how her walls gripped me tight. Her back arched, and her hands flew to grip my shoulders. When her breathing steadied, I ground my hips into her fast and hard. Victoria's nails clawed at my back, her heels spurring me on as her moans filled my room.

"Fuck," I groaned.

She felt perfect wrapped around me, and I knew she was going to become an addiction. I slid my hand between us, finding her clit. She writhed beneath me, lost to the pleasure building between us as I drove her toward her release.

I leaned back and grabbed one of her legs behind the knee, pushing it up to give myself a better angle to hit that sweet spot inside her. It was music to my ears when she cried out my name, knowing I'd found it. I rolled my hips as I pistoned into her. Thesight and sound of her in pleasure was a heady mix that had me straining my grasp on my control as I gave her what she pleaded for.

Applying more pressure to her swollen nub, I watched her come undone. She looked like a fucking goddess beneath me as she screamed her climax. The sight and feel of her had me hurtling over the edge of my release. I collapsed on top of her, our chests still heaving.

"Holy fuck," she muttered after a while, breaking the comfortable silence.

I pushed myself up and rolled off her, letting my hands fall to my chest as I landed on my back.

"Everything you hoped for, Bunny?" I chuckled.

"Not really."

I leaned up on one elbow, studying her face. "Well, tell me what I missed and next time I'll do better."

"A guy who takes notes," she smirked. "I didn't know those existed."

"Well, let's hear them." I prodded.

Her lips spread into a wide grin. "You never explained why you have all the rope."

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Victoria

It was early evening when I woke up in Craig's bed. I'd crashed not long after we'd had sex, the adrenaline from the day's events evaporating. Groaning, I stretched, feeling a pleasant soreness between my legs.