Page 31 of Miki

“Who are you?” she asked, a small hitch in her voice betraying her nerves.

“A friend,” I replied in a steady voice, careful not to make any sudden moves.

“Why are you here? What do you want?” she asked, looking worried.

She was skittish. It was understandable. I’d broken into her home, and I was wearing a balaclava and gloves. Of course, she would be scared.

“I’m just here to talk,” I told her again, though by her frown and the way she chewed on her bottom lip, I didn’t think she believed me.

The moment she decided to run, I saw it on her face. My predator instinct kicked in and I was on her before she could get far.

In a move that was fast becoming a habit, I grabbed her, swung her around, and pressed her against the wall. My heart pounded with exhilaration and my dick hardened at her closeness. I hadn’t felt this excited in years. It was thrilling!

Before I could think better of it, I lifted her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around me.

“Hi, beautiful,” I said, smiling as I looked into her gorgeous amber eyes.

“Put me down!” she cried, wiggling around, pushing uselessly at my chest. Her weak attempts at breaking out of my arms only added to my excitement.

My cock thickened between us, making her breath hitch. It wasn’t like she could miss it with our bodies pressed so closely together.

“Relax, sweetheart, you’re safe,” I said, leaning down to nuzzle her ear.

“You shouldn’t be here,” she said, her voice a mix of annoyance and breathy desire.

“Probably not, but here I am. My intention was to simply talk. However, you have a way of distracting me with thoughts of more pleasurable pursuits,” I murmured, nipping at her earlobe.

“It’s not my fault. You’re the one who keeps pressing your big body against mine,” she chuckled.

Grinning, I looked at her. So much for this visit being purely business. What a lie that had been!

“You’re the one with the hot little body, gorgeous eyes, flaming hair, and lips that I’ve imagined wrapped around my cock since the last time we kissed. So, I’d definitely say it was your fault,” I smirked, watching her eyes widen and her cheeks pinken with every word.

“You’re blaming me for your X-rated fantasies?” she laughed incredulously.

“Hell yeah!” I laughed back, enjoying the unexpected flirtation.

“You’ve been thinking about our kisses too, haven’t you?” I asked, trying not to sound desperate to hear her confirm I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t get those kisses out of my head.

“Maybe,” she murmured, clearing her throat and avoiding my eyes.

“Liar.” I smirked.

“Fine. Yes,” she said, tilting her chin in defiance.

Yes! I felt like I’d won a gold medal with just that one little admission.

“I haven’t been able to get you out of my head,” I said, my voice low and filled with lust as I looked deeply into her eyes.

God, I could get lost in them. When I looked at her like this, the entire world faded away until she was all I could see. I liked that.

Her breath hitched, and she licked her lips, drawing my attention to her mouth, the wetness beckoning me to taste her again.

Don’t do it! The annoying voice in my head said. But I ignored it.

There was a sense of inevitability as I leaned down and captured her lips. She returned my kiss with as much passion as she had last time, pressing closer to me and rubbing her core against my hard on.

Adrenaline flowed through my body, and it felt as if every nerve ending had woken up. It was as if I’d been asleep before her and now I was alive, born from her kiss.

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