Page 36 of Chaos & Corruption

“Well, I’m all for making dreams come true,” she says as she steps toward me.

I wonder if she’d still be game if she knew just how filthy my dreams could get.

How fucking dirty I wanted to make her.

Gripping the ends of my open shirt she pushes it down my shoulders. I shrug it off the rest of the way, letting it fall to the floor and I peel the straps of her dress down her arms. Her tits spring free, revealing a pair of the most perfect rosy nipples.

Fully erect and itching for my attention.

In time, baby.

Gonna take those pert little nipples between my teeth.

Gonna suck and nip at them until you scream.

She shimmies the dress down her hips and steps out of it, leaving her in nothing but a skimpy lace thong that barely covers her pussy.

A groan sounds from the back of my throat and I lift my gaze back to her face.

“God, you’re fucking perfect,” I rasp.

Too perfect.

Dangerous.

My hands move to her hips and my fingers curl into her creamy flesh. Pulling her against me, I press my erection to her stomach. I’m about to bury my face in her neck and trail my mouth down her body when she lifts her eyes to mine.

“I don’t know how much foreplay I’m going to be able to take,” she whispers as she inches up on her tiptoes and presses her open mouth to my neck. “I’ve been wet since we sat down to dinner,” she murmurs against my skin. “Clenching my thighs under the table, wishing we were in a booth instead of sitting across from one another because then I could take your hand and slide it up the inside of my thigh.” Her voice trails as she nips and sucks at my neck, leaving her mark on me. “Would you have fucked me with your fingers, Alex?”

It’s that moment and those words that do me in and I realize, there’s no coming back from this. Victoria Bianci has the power to ruin me for any other girl and I’m okay with it.

So fucking dangerous.

I slide my hands up to her face and force her mouth away from my neck. Lowering my head, I press my lips to hers. She wants to know what I would’ve done if we were sitting in a booth. Well, I’d start with her mouth. I’d fuck her slowly with my tongue, enticing the sweetest moans from the back of her throat and I’d swallow each and every one. I’d keep it simple and do only that until she was begging and panting, clawing at my chest with her nails like she is now. Then, I’d slide my hand between her legs and put us both out of our misery.

I’d discover heaven.

My hands move to her bare ass and in one swift move, I lift her into my arms. Her long legs wind around my waist and her breath hitches as I carry her to my bed. Setting her down on the foot of the mattress, I kneel between her legs and spread them wide.

She pulls her lower lip between her teeth, her cheeks flaming as I divert my gaze to the scrap of lace barely covering her. Flicking it to the side, I slide my fingers between her sleek lips.

Give a man a glimpse of heaven, make him forget anything else exists.

“You weren’t kidding,” I grunt. Taking another long swipe, my fingers become coated with her arousal and I lift my eyes back to hers. “You’re fucking soaked.”

Releasing her lip, she angles her head. Those gorgeous mismatched eyes darken slightly.

“What are you going to do about it?” she whispers.

Talk like that, make a man lose control.

Before she can take her next breath, I plunge two fingers deep inside her.

“How’s that?” I rasp, curling my fingers as my thumb presses against her clit.

“It’s a start.”

Ruined.

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