She stands naked, her body trembling. She waits for him to say something, do something, speak to her. He stands before her, a metre away, his eyes drinking her in. She feels her cheeks flush as his eyes slowly scan her body, drinking in every detail, his expression neutral. She can hear her breath, shallow...her heart beat pounding in her ears. Her pussy quivers with desire - just one touch from him, a smile, a reassurance that he likes what he sees. She needs something, anything from him...but she knows that she will have to wait.
Her cheeks flush, warmer and warmer as he slowly begins to walk around her assessing her. God, she needs to feel him so badly. He circles her like an eagle circles their prey, biding their time, waiting for the right moment to strike. She feels so vulnerable, so...on display, here in this moment. She wants to cover her face with her hands, hide the fact that she is desperate for him. His eyes meet hers and they have changed, she can see a hunger in them now. He moves closer, she can feel his hot breath on her forehead as he towers over her. He pauses, allows the chemistry to pass between them like electric. Every nerve ending in her body reacting to his presence. It takes everything she has not to plead with him to touch her.
His hand moves like lightning to her breast and grips it with force. She lets out a sharp breath as the pain sears through the tender flesh of her breast, his thumb and forefinger dragging to her nipple, squeezing it cruelly, pulling it away from her body.
"Mine", a simple word escapes his lips and has the power to make her melt on the spot. He was going to take what was his and she was going to give herself to him...
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