Fantasies

Alicia’s POV

My lips parted in a moan the very moment I felt his hands slip under my shirt.

The room was dark but I knew him by the scent of his cologne, the way his voice hummed as he continued his ministrations. I was under a spell and didn’t move.

“M-Mik-“

And before I could speak his name in its entirety, I was silenced by the taste of cigars on his lips, pressed onto mine. I gave into the kiss eagerly and moaned softly as his tongue drove me further down the depths of my lust.

His touches were driving me crazy, the way his hands were everywhere on my breast, my torso, my thighs…

I reached out to touch him as well, half-blind but desperate. I wanted him so bad. He had no idea what I would give to spend a lifetime touching him.

Suddenly a different hand snakes around my wrist and pinned it down to the mattress. I writhed, hearing another familiar voice in my ear, whispering in the most seductive tones.

“Don’t stop him, love. Let us take care of you.”

Acker, my mind supplied in the