197: You shouldn't touch what’s mine

SCARLETT

“You sure about that, darling?” his voice is laced with the same lust burning a hole in my guts when he speaks.

I halted and my fingers slid off the door on realizing that he wants it just as badly as I do.

“Look at me, Scarlett,” he urged, and as though I’d been waiting for that very command, my legs started to move of their own accord until I was facing him again.

Our eyes locked, his darkening with desire while I struggled not to look below his waistline and ogle his cock.

Nothing could possibly make me change my mind at this point, I was spiraling with need and he was the only one that could quench it. To give him an invitation, I decided to take a bold move and match his appearance.

Slowly, I peeled my sweater off and with every inch of my body that was being exposed to him, he visibly started to harden. By the time I pulled it over my bare boobs, he was rock hard and I could see the veins on his cock pulsing in reaction to me.

I was soaking wet where I stoo