eyes tracking up the length of me.
And then?—
breath-holding?—
he dips his head,
pressing his mouth
to the inside of my thigh.
My eyes fall shut.
My shoulders curl back into the wall.
I try to breathe through it,
but every inhale’s a fuckin’ blade.
Andrew’s lips trail up,
tongue running along the edge of my panties.
Warm, teasing, maddening.
An exhale stutters out of me,
my nails raking through his hair.
“Wanna tell me what those concerns are?”
His mouth hovers over the cotton,
breath floating through the fabric,
hot and open and right there.
“C’mon, Sonny. You already fuckin’ know.”
Then his wet mouth closes over my covered clit. A single, hot, wrecking kiss.
My head falls back.
My body trembles.
My pussy’saching.
It’d take nothing to let go.
To give in.
To let him break me,
have me right here against the wall.
But I grab his jaw,
tilt his head back ‘til he’s staring up at me.
