Dammrare
PREFACE
He pushed her against the wall, holding her firm and steady. The tension between them was becoming so unbearable. She hates this guy standing in front of her but she can't deny how much she wants him inside of her.
She was dripping wet for him. She can feel her p**sy painfully throbbing for his touch, kisses, and d**k.
He leaned his face closer to hers, their lips almost touching. The closeness between them intensifies their s*xual needs. She could feel his er*ction rubbing against her.
“You want this as much as I do, Foxy. Why playing hard to get?” His breath fanned her face, sending shivers down her spine.
“We are enemies.” She said, trying to remind herself and knock some senses into her but that didn't work. The tension didn't die down as she'd expected.
He smirked, kissing her neck. Her eyes momentarily went shut and her breathing picked up to an unusual rhythm.
“Wanna play a game, Foxy?” He asked, moving his lips away from her neck and looking deeply into her eyes.
She furrowed her brows, least expecting those words. “Game? What are you on about?”
“We both can't deny the s*xual attraction we feel for each other. You want me as much as I want you. So how about we play the game of dares?” He raised a questioning brow at her.
“You are sick.” She attempted to push him away but he held her firm and groped her a*s to which she released a soft moan, biting her bottom lip.
He wasn't wrong when he said she wanted him. Her body was in desperate need of his d**k and touch but her heart and soul wants him dead.
“Are you scared of falling in love with me if I f**k you?” He said, teasingly.
“In your dreams.” She spoke.
“So what's stopping you now, Foxy?” He whispered softly into her ears, gripping her a*s tight and peppering hot kisses over her neck and shoulder blade.
She couldn't think straight with his hands exploring her body. She was f**king wet for him.
“Come on, say yes to the game. It will just be between you and I.” He paused. “So tell me, are you in?”
She hesitated before saying, “As much as I want you to f**k me, I still won't hesitate to kill you after we take care of that bastard.”
“The feeling is mutual,”
“Fine. I'm in.”
He ran the tip of his tongue over her earlobes and she shivered, inhaling a deep breath.
“Good choice. Now, I dare you to open your legs, I want to f**k you against this door.”
It was a dangerous game but both were willing to risk it!
Temmy_Ebony · Fantasia
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