DARIAN POV
Who the hell was this vixen, and where did my shy little Angel go?
I swear, one second Sammy was blushing under me, trembling, looking like she’d combust if I even brushed her skin the wrong way… and the next she was straddling me like some goddess of temptation, eyes dark, lips curved in a wicked little smile, fingers toying with the button of my pants.
I was holding my s**t together by a thread. A f*****g thread.
And then she flicked the button open.
Zipped the zipper down.
All while looking right at me, her gaze locked on mine like she owned me.
Well, she did.
“Sammy…” My voice broke. Actually broke, like I was a goddamn teenager again.
But she didn’t stop. Didn’t hesitate. She slid both my pants and briefs down in one go, her hands strong, steady, sure.
My c**k sp
