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Story: Her Vagabond Heart
“Funny.” I gave him a throaty laugh.
“Andrew.”
“Sir?”
“Close the screen.”
“Yes, sir.”
The soft whirr of the privacy screen filled the space. “You just ruined his night.”
“He’ll recover. Try the champagne.”
I did, loving the way the bubbles fizzed on my tongue. “Holy shit, this is good.”
“It’ll taste even better when I’m licking it off your breasts.”
Hoooooly fuck! Liquid fire flooded my system, and I felt my nipples harden in response. Of course, that caught Grayson’s eye. He smiled, a little wolfishly, his eyes darkening.
“I can’t wait to peel off all these layers.” He reached out and trailed his fingertips along the strap of my suspenders. “To reveal what’s underneath.”
I was breathing hard now. “You’re a tease.”
“You started it.”
“How did I start it?”
“With the Screaming Orgasm and extra cream.”
That made me smile. “Oh, yeah. Sorry, not sorry.”
“I want you to do something for me.”
“Tell me.”
“Take your underwear off.”
Okay, there was something about the note of command in his voice that had me placing my champagne flute on the pull-outtray in the middle of my seat and lifting my hips. I slowly eased my hands under my skirt and hooked my fingers around the elastic on my black lace panties, sliding them down my legs and off.
“Give them to me.”
Swallowing, I handed them over, watching as he stuffed them in his pocket, not really sure why I found that such a turn on.
“Come over here.”
I went to move off the seat, but he stopped me.
“Bring your champagne.”
Of course, I did exactly what I was told. He took the glass from me, placing it next to his on the fold-down table. “Are you usually this obedient?” With his hand around my wrist, he pulled me into his lap, so I was straddling him.
“Fuck no.”
“I didn’t think so.”
“I’m making an exception.” I pushed my fingers into his hair, looked directly into his eyes. “For you.” It wasn’t a lie. I’d never been with anyone like him before, with that aura of power that sat so easily on him. But also with an underlying... something I didn’t have a name for, that pulled at me. The combination was a potent aphrodisiac for me.
“Kiss me.”
“Andrew.”
“Sir?”
“Close the screen.”
“Yes, sir.”
The soft whirr of the privacy screen filled the space. “You just ruined his night.”
“He’ll recover. Try the champagne.”
I did, loving the way the bubbles fizzed on my tongue. “Holy shit, this is good.”
“It’ll taste even better when I’m licking it off your breasts.”
Hoooooly fuck! Liquid fire flooded my system, and I felt my nipples harden in response. Of course, that caught Grayson’s eye. He smiled, a little wolfishly, his eyes darkening.
“I can’t wait to peel off all these layers.” He reached out and trailed his fingertips along the strap of my suspenders. “To reveal what’s underneath.”
I was breathing hard now. “You’re a tease.”
“You started it.”
“How did I start it?”
“With the Screaming Orgasm and extra cream.”
That made me smile. “Oh, yeah. Sorry, not sorry.”
“I want you to do something for me.”
“Tell me.”
“Take your underwear off.”
Okay, there was something about the note of command in his voice that had me placing my champagne flute on the pull-outtray in the middle of my seat and lifting my hips. I slowly eased my hands under my skirt and hooked my fingers around the elastic on my black lace panties, sliding them down my legs and off.
“Give them to me.”
Swallowing, I handed them over, watching as he stuffed them in his pocket, not really sure why I found that such a turn on.
“Come over here.”
I went to move off the seat, but he stopped me.
“Bring your champagne.”
Of course, I did exactly what I was told. He took the glass from me, placing it next to his on the fold-down table. “Are you usually this obedient?” With his hand around my wrist, he pulled me into his lap, so I was straddling him.
“Fuck no.”
“I didn’t think so.”
“I’m making an exception.” I pushed my fingers into his hair, looked directly into his eyes. “For you.” It wasn’t a lie. I’d never been with anyone like him before, with that aura of power that sat so easily on him. But also with an underlying... something I didn’t have a name for, that pulled at me. The combination was a potent aphrodisiac for me.
“Kiss me.”
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