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I stalk her and she backs away, her green eyes widening until I can see the golden swirls dancing in their verdant depths.

She hits the wall and I lift my hands up to slam into the wall by her head. She bites her lip and my eyes follow the movement, eating it up, desperate to touch her. I lean closer and my lips trail along the wildly fluttering pulse in the smooth, pale column of her throat.

She moans but her hands stay tight to her side. “Steele?” she whispers raggedly. “What do you want?”

“You.” I nip the soft skin of her throat, smirking when she grunts and then her hands come up to rest on my sides. Her fingers flex into my waist and the light touch burns like a hot poker on my skin.

“I’ve only wanted you this whole time. That’s all I’ll ever want. I know I can be good for you, kitten. Just give me a chance. Let me prove it to you. Let me love you.”

She nibbles on her full lower lip, the coral pink tempting me so much that my hands shake to hold her. Touch her. Take her.

Then she nods her head. “Alright, Steele. But please promise me that you’re not going to take off as soon as we make love. I don’t want to wake and find you gone with some stupid letter on my pillow.”

“Never. I’m all in. You’re mine.”

Her hand lifts and then her cool fingers sift through my hair, tugging lightly and my vision blurs until all I can see is her. “Okay. I want to make love to you, Steele. Just please don’t hurt me.”

“Never. You mean the world to me, kitten.” My lips trail down her slender throat and then I nip lightly at her delicate earlobe. She whines slightly, her breath sweet and soft on my cheek.

I start slowly, one button at a time, carefully peeling back the blouse she’s wearing. Her breasts are soft, pale mounds cradled by pale aqua lace. I growl and my hands wrap around them, my head dipping until I can drag my lips across the cups, dragging them down, baring her silky skin to my heated gaze.

“Holy shit! You are beautiful, baby girl. Like a fucking goddess.” I lift her up and slam her lightly into the wall, ripping the bra off her body, wincing when the fabric snaps her skin. She hisses and her hips grind into me helplessly.

“Don’t stop,” she says. I couldn’t if I tried. I need this. Need her.

I yank at the skirt, tugging it until it’s basically a belt around her middle. Then my fingers trail down until I can feel her smooth, silky slit. Her juices slide across my fingers and I moan.

“Oh god, baby. You’re so wet and hungry. I’m fucking starving for you too.”

Whimpering, she buries her face in my chest but I pull her head up. “Don’t hide from me. Never hide from me. There’s nothing to be ashamed of here.” I trail my eyes down her bared body, feeling my dick jump desperately behind my zipper.

“You couldn’t be more perfect.”

Her fingers trail fire across my chest and biceps until my muscles quiver.

“Oh damn. I don’t know if I can go slow. I need you so fucking bad.”

“Don’t go slow. Don’t hold back. I want everything you’ve got. I want you wild and barely holding on.”

Grunting, I lift her in my arms and make my way over to the hallway. The first door is a bedroom and I rush in, throwing her body onto the bed, ripping my clothes off so fast that before she’s stopped bouncing I’m on her, grinding my aching dick into her soft, warm heat.

Her eyes open, hazy, her pupils enormous in her wide gaze. “I need you, Steele.”

“Good. I need to fuck you until you can’t walk. Until you scream my name so damn loud that everyone in this town knows that you’re mine.”

Her lips tilt up in a smirk. “Including the professor?”

“Especially him,” I growl.

I follow her heaving breasts down until I drift down her body and dive between the solid curves of her thighs. I grind into the bed and my tongue dances across her thighs until I find her weeping slit and take one giant lick all the way up the crease between her thighs.

“Oh, god, Steele!” she shrieks.

“That’s my girl,” I growl, barely sounding human at this point. Feral needs roll over my body and all I can think of is making love to her, grinding into her so hard that my hands leave bruises on her pale skin.

My teeth snap and I lean into her pussy, dragging my tongue through her sweet honey like a hungry animal until her curvy thighs close around my head and I hear her screaming wildly, her fingers clenched in my hair, digging into my scalp until the stinging burn makes my hips stutter and I swear to heaven I almost black out from the pleasure pain of her touch. Her release. Her hips roll and her pussy clenches over and over on my tongue until she groans again and I feel her juices pouring over my mouth.

Her fingers grab at me and pull. “Now! I need you now!” she pants wildly.


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