Page 36 of Fang to Rights

CHAPTERELEVEN

OLIVIA

As soon as Olivia crossed the threshold inside her apartment, Henry grabbed her body and pressed her against the wall. The door next to her slowly closed at the same time Henry pulled her into a kiss.

She couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, feeling his soft lips explore hers in a way that made her toes curl inside her shoes. She wanted him. All of him. Right at this very moment.

Henry’s hands found their way to her hips, his fingers slipping underneath her shirt and running along her sensitive skin. It made her wiggle slightly under him. The feeling of his hands running all over her body was enough to make the heat between her legs almost unbearable.

She pulled away from their kiss and cupped his face.

“Please” was all she could think to say to him.

His eyes lit up almost like there was a fire blazing beneath them. Changing his appearance from the funny and charismatic guy she’d spent all day with to a predator looking at his next meal.

It made her lick her lips with anticipation.

He shifted his hands to move around to her lower back, pulling her away from the wall and walking backward with her pressed against his chest. She couldn’t help but stare up at him, entranced by the intense beast that seemed to live just beneath the surface.

As soon as his thighs hit the back of her couch, he squatted down and wrapped his arms around her waist to lift her up off her feet.

She felt her eyes widen. “H-Henry?”

He smirked while he turned and dumped her onto the couch.

She bounced on top of the cushions and pushed herself up onto her elbows. Henry grabbed one of her ankles in a tight grip, pulling it over the couch’s armrest. Heat collected where he gripped her, making her bite her bottom lip while he unlaced her shoe and tossed it behind him.

She grinned and slipped her foot away from him to present her other one.

The gesture made his smirk widen.

“You’re a good girl for following directions without me asking you to.”

His tone made her want to rub her thighs together.

As if sensing the thought, Henry tossed her other shoe and started to peel off the rest of her clothing, going inch by inch until he was crowding over top of her with nothing but her undergarments remaining.

Olivia scooted back on the couch, spreading her legs for him when he settled his knee onto the cushion next to her. His hands found her hips again and pulled her close enough for her to practically drape over his lap.

“What are you going to do with me?”

Henry dragged a hand up her inner thigh at an excruciatingly slow pace.

“How about we start with this.” His fingers flicked over her panties, making her entire body jolt.

“Oh!”

He smiled. “Sensitive.”

“Only because I want you.”

“Olivia, I really love the sound of that.” He hooked a finger under her panties and pulled them to the side. She tilted her head back and moaned when his knuckles brushed against her core. “So wet for me already.”

His fingers dipped between her lips, running up to her clit and circling it torturously slowly.

Oh god, is he going to be like this for the rest of the night?

Olivia bucked her hips, desperately wanting more friction.

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