And in that moment, I realize that I don’t need to fight it anymore. I don’t need to keep running from this feeling that’s been simmering inside of me. I don’t need to hide from her. I want her, in a way I can’t put into words, but I feel it all the same.
I lean in again, this time with a hunger that’s been building since the moment I laid eyes on her. The kiss deepens, this time more urgent, more desperate. I feel the heat of her against me, the way her body fits against mine, and I know—I know—that I can’t let this go. I can’t let her go.
“Come here, little bird.” I call to her in barely a whisper.
She stands before me, a blush creeping up her face, trying to hide her pretty face as my eyes roam across every inch of her.
Pulling on her wrist, her head finally snaps up and her eyes meet mine. “don’t hide from me, Dove, I want to see all of you. Never hide from me.”
My hands fall up her thighs, lifting the flowing sundress she has on her body, feeling every fucking curve beneath my fingertips. Her arms raise as she allows me to discard the flimsy dress from her body.
Looking at her body, my heart races and the whole fucking world stops. Seeing her so bare, raw, open and willing makes my cock throb and pulse race. She doesn’t even know the effect she has on me. She doesn’t even need to do anything, she just needs to exist.
“I…want to—.” Her words get caught in her throat.
“What do you want, little bird?” I tease.
“I want tosee you…all of you.” A small smirk tugs at the corners of my mouth as I slowly lift the shirt from my body. Her eyes gaze at me with intense heat.
“Keep looking at me like that, little bird, and I won’t be able to control myself.”
“Maybe I don’t want you to.” She whispers.
Standing, so I’m now towering above her, my hands gently stroke the creamy skin on her neck, but her hand covers mine to stop me.
“You haven’t finished.” She blushes, looking down at the tight black jeans I still wear.
A smile pulls across my lips. Observant little thing isn’t she.
I slide my hands away from her begrudgingly and open the buckle of my belt…slowly…letting her savour the moment as she watches me slowly undress—slightly teasing her.
Her tongue runs across her plump lips and her eyes widen as she stares down at my cock that bobs happily to see her undressing me with her eyes.
Placing my hands across her waist, I pull her to me and raise her body, crushing it against mine, feeling the warmth of her body flush against my skin, bringing me a sense heat and warmth like I’ve finally come home.
I’m about to sprawl her body across the theatre seats and finally sink my cock deep inside her and give in to every dark desire that currently clouds my vision when she presses her hands to my chest to stop me. “No.” She whispers. My eyes curiously roam her face. I know she sees the confusion in my eyes. “I want to be in control…just once…let me…control you.” Her face reddens at this request.
“You want to control me, little bird?” I ask teasingly.
“Just once…I want to feel how you do.” I nod, allowing her a request.
“I would give you the whole damn world if I could, Dove. If that’s what you want, then take it.” I growl down into her ear.
“That’s what I want.” She whispers back.
Allowing her a final sweeping look, I smile at her. Oh, how my little bird had grown. Look at her—ready to fly.
Placing her body gently back on the ground, I stumble back and sit comfortably in the seat I was ready to throw her into, seeing the dark mist of desire glaze across her eyes.
She walks towards me stealthily like a cat, but with grace, watching her body move towards me has me tied up in knots—how can she be this seductive with little effort? She takes my breath away.
She spreads her legs and gently crawls onto my body, opening herself up to me. She looks so shy but in control. My cock pumps at seeing her like this, so open, so fucking raw. Just for me.
Her hands slowly glide across her breasts. She was teasing me. Fuck. And if it wasn’t the sexiest thing my eyes had ever witnessed before, the urge to touch her crawls through me.
Her fingers slide down her body in graceful, slow movements, like she knew what she was doing. Looking into her eyes, desire swirls and she slowly bites her lip as she watches me watching her.
Her fingers move lower. I can already smell her sweet fucking desire as she dips her fingers across her pussy, moving her fingers ever so slowly as she plays with her pussy. Small moans fall from her throat.
