Page 69 of Painting Her Fate

She grabs her bag before my mind can come up with any other ways of taking her, orher taking me.

So much for me making the first move; Lili grabbed the back of my head, her lips crashing to mine, devouring, dominating, controlling. My fingers tangle in her hair as I cup the back of her head and deepen our kiss.

It takes a moment to register we’re in the hallway where any one of her neighbors, my sister being one of them, might get an eye full if they were to step out of their unit.

Lili pulls back eyeing me expectantly, “get in here dear boy.” Grabbing a fist full of my shirt she leans in, “but do not expect to find agood girlinside.” With all her might she pulls me in.

“Hell yes.” She is ready to play.Me fucking too.

This woman may enjoy taking charge, but she’ll find I’m one to give orders, not take them. Case in point. I pin her against the wall catching her off guard, an excited exhale escaping her as I lean in and growl.

“You are so fucking sexy, Lili, it’s driving mecrazy.”

She wiggles her body against me, her whisper full of seduction, “are you ready to make good on your debt?” The way she said that in her light Northern accent, sends me reeling.

I return her grin and raise her a tug at her bottom lip, “question is, mistress, are you ready?” I cup her ass and lift her. Her legs wrap around my waist, her skirt hiking up her thighs exposing more of her delectable secrets.

“Yes, sir.” Her soft moan skates across my lips, nearly a kiss.

The little minx does have a submissive side in her.

Perfection. It pushes me to get this girl to scream her pleasure for me.

I want to hear her siren call. Give me all of it, Lili.

We need a better place for this, and she knows it.

“Now dear boy, take the mistress to her bedroom.”

“My pleasure.” I grin but pause when she tsks and pulls my hair, my gaze snapping to hers.

*Menacing Tsk* “Oh no, dear boy,” her eyes flash, “pleasureisall minetonight.”

Yes, it fucking is.

The sprint to the bedroom is not quick enough.

Her legs come loose from around my waist the second we enter her darkened room. Lili is quick to fling off her top, exposing a silhouette of her luscious tits as they spill out of her bra, then that too falls to the floor.

Someone is eager.

I slide my boots off the same time my shirt falls to the floor. Now I know why she likes the dark; there is no way for me to glimpse her inviting body.

If this is to happen again – which I have a good feeling it will, the lights are bound to be on – mark my words; it will be bright as high-noon the next time.

My fingers fumble with the task of removing my belt.

Why am I so fucking nervous? Buck up Marine.

Lili drops to her knees at my feet and peers up with determination blazing in her eyes. Grabbing at my belt she unfastened the buckle and popped the button of my jeans in damn near trained succession.

The once timid girl I witnessed standing in front of the hospital is no longer. This woman hides that part of her now and allows her playful side to be unleashed.

There is no hesitance as she tugs my jeans and boxer briefs down simultaneously, a low hum of approval escaping her as she bites her lip. She grasps my shaft in those talented hands of hers and I saw fucking stars.

It’s been too damn long. I knew I wouldn’t last if she kept going on like this. Play time is over, it’s my turn.

A small squeak sounds when I lift and toss her to the middle of the bed. She shimmies out of her skirt but makes no move to remove the boots.

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