Deep Consuming Addiction

Lady_B Steamy Stories

Deep Consuming Addiction – by Lady_B
Smooth.
Clean.
Dangerous.
He was by the bar, jacket on, ready for dinner. His eyes lifted — and froze.
Slowly, they dragged down her body.
“You look…” He exhaled through his nose.
“Unbelievable.”
Her stomach flipped.
“Thank you.”
He stepped closer, eyes narrowing slightly like he was trying to figure something out.
“What else did you get done?” he asked.
She blinked. “What?”
“You changed something.”
Damn him.
“Nothing.”
“Elena.”
That tone.
Low. Demanding. Almost amused.
She felt heat creep up her neck — she never blushed. Ever.
“I had a wax appointment,” she muttered.
His expression shifted instantly.
“Yeah?”
“It was my first time.”
Silence.
Heavy. Charged.
A slow smirk pulled at his mouth.
“Show me.”
The words hit her like a punch.
Her lungs forgot how to work.
He said it calmly, like he was asking to see her shoes. But his eyes weren’t calm.
They were dark.
Hungry.
For half a second she thought about brushing it off.
But she wasn’t some shy little girl.
She stepped closer instead.
“You want to see?” she asked, voice lower now.
His jaw flexed. “Yes.”
She grabbed his hand and led him to the couch.
Her pulse was wild, but she refused to look nervous.
“Help me out of my underwear,” she said.
The air shifted.
Ari’s smile was slow and dangerous as he lowered himself in front of her. Not rushed. Not desperate.
In control.
His hands slid up her ankle, slow enough to make her knees weak. Up her calf. Up her thigh. Not grabbing. Not squeezing.
Dragging.
Deliberate.
She could feel her heartbeat between her legs.
His fingers hooked into the waistband of her underwear and slowly dragged it down her legs. When she stepped out of it, she felt exposed in a way that made her skin burn.
He paused.
Actually paused.
Closed his eyes for a second and inhaled.
That nearly destroyed her.
She lifted her skirt herself, refusing to hide.
Watching him the entire time.
When his eyes dropped, they darkened instantly.
Not shocked.
Not shy.
Appreciative.
Possessive.
He licked his lips slowly.
“Jesus,” he muttered under his breath.
Her heart was slamming so hard she thought she might pass out.
He looked up at her again.
“Can I kiss it?” he asked, voice rougher now. Thicker.
That question nearly shattered her.

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