For anyone who has someone they shouldn’t see
“You shouldn’t be here. In this room. With her.”
You shouldn’t have called her. You shouldn’t have asked her to come. But now she stood in front of you, looking at you like she was angry for wanting you at all.
She kissed you hard, not softly or romantically, but with a kind of desperation. Her fingers tangled in the back of your neck, thumb tilting your chin up as if daring you to pull away.
You kissed her back with the same ferocity.
“Missed me, huh?” she murmured against your mouth.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you breathed.
“Oh?” Her hand slid from your neck, down your chest, stopping just above your thighs. One finger pointed downward while the other hooked around your leg, pushing your nightgown higher. “Looks like you did.”
The damp spot visible through your underwear made heat rush straight to your face.
“Liar,” she whispered, amusement in her voice.
She didn’t wait for an answer. Her touch was deliberate, slow, like she had all the time in the world and none of it at once. The fabric bunched beneath her hand as cool air met overheated skin, making you shiver.
Your hands found her waist instinctively, pulling her closer, erasing the last bit of distance between you. You could feel her breathing speed up, and her heat through her clothes as your thigh slotted between her legs. You bring your mouth to her neck your teeth grazing the skin.
“I should’ve stayed away,” you admitted roughly against her throat. “I tried.”
“And yet…” Her thumb traced teasing circles along the edge of your underwear. “Here you are. Here we are.”
The room suddenly felt too small, too warm. The outside world disappeared until there was only her.
She kissed you again, slower this time, devastating in its patience. Your grip tightened in her hair as she smiled faintly against your lips, victorious and hungry all at once.
“Tell me to stop,” she challenged softly. “Tell me this is a mistake.”
You held onto her like she was the only steady thing left in the room.
“Don’t you dare,” you said.
A smile bloomed across her face.
“You’re mine.” She whispered
