I shrug. My hands smooth over her waist and lift her, pulling her to me until she’s settled on my lap. “Because I’m selfish.Because I’m greedy. Because I always get what I want.”
I love the way she spreads for me, even just to keep her balance as she straddles me. I can’t resist caressing her thighs, then herhips… and then I tighten my grip just enough to make her rock on my length. Her eyes flutter close and her lips part, and I rollup into her to make my point.
“Wh… what…” Clara blinks and bites her lip. “What do you want?”
When I fist my hand in her hair at the nape of her neck, forcing her to look nowhere else but at me, I feel her shiver and hear thesoftest moan.
“You.”
I don’t give her time to respond. Or to argue.
The only reason why I don’t kiss her rig
