Page 100 of Twisted Collide

He walks up to me and takes the glass from my hand; he places both our drinks on the side table before he walks back over to me and sweeps me into his arms.

He walks us into his room and drops me on his bed.

“I want you to strip. All your clothes off.”

I do what I’m told, pulling the dress over my head. Once I’m naked, I look up at him under hooded lids. The dress didn’t allow for a bra, and well, I didn’t have any clean underwear left because that would mean I would have to interact with Sherry.

“Very nice. Now I want you to lean back and spread your legs, Hellfire.”

I do as I’m told. Leaning back on my elbows, I look at him.

He stares at me like a lion waiting to eat his prey.

As he approaches me, he licks his lips. The mere action is decadent. No one should look this sexy; I swear I almost come from just watching him.

He moves to the ground, right beside where my legs hang off the bed, and then he leans forward until his mouth hovers against my skin.

I wiggle my butt closer to the edge.

Giving him better access.

“Good girl.” He slowly kisses up my thigh.

“I want to hear you tell me what you want,” he says.

“Please,” I whisper.

“Please what, Hellfire?” he taunts back.

“Do it now before I combust.”

His steely blue gaze meets mine. “Where do you want me to touch?”

I lift my hips.

“Not good enough. I need to hear your words.”

I close my lids and love and hate him for making me beg.

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DANE

A groan escapesher mouth as I place a kiss on her upper thigh. She twists and turns, raising her pussy in the air, begging me to taste her.

I will, but all in good time.

The need to take her to the point of desperation is too strong to reward her right away.

The torture I’m doling out should be illegal. My lips dip, and her fingers grab my hair.

“Please,” she begs again, and I smile against her skin.

I trail my tongue back up, drawing a line until I reach her pussy. She shudders when I make contact.

“Please what?” I ask against her damp skin.

“You know what I want.”

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