“You sure about this?”I ask, my voice rough.My hand slips lower, but I wait, needing to hear her say it, to know that she wants this as much as I do.
Hannah’s eyes soften as she looks at me, her breath coming in quick bursts, matching the frantic rhythm of my pulse.There’s something in her gaze that tells me she’s not backing down or hesitating, but I need to hear it from her and know that she’s all in too.
Her lips curve into a small, teasing smile.“I’m sure, Blade.I’m not going anywhere.”
With that, the rest of the world fades away.It’s just us, the thrum of desire pulsing through us like a heartbeat.My hand slides down her back, pulling her even closer until I can feel the heat of her body pressed against me.Every inch of her is a fire, and I can’t get enough.
Her lips meet mine again, softer this time, slower.The kiss is deeper, more intimate.Hannah is offering me more than just her body—she’s offering me a piece of her soul.I lose myself in it, my hands gripping her hips, guiding her as she moves against me as if we were made for this moment.
But I can’t wait.The need, the raw hunger for her is too much.I stand, putting her beneath me on the table, and I take a breath, trying to steady myself, but it’s impossible.The tension is unbearable, a thick, suffocating pull that draws me closer to her.
I press my forehead to hers, feeling her rapid breath mix with mine.“Tell me, Hannah.Tell me you’re mine.”
Her hands slide up to my chest, tracing the hard line of my muscles before she looks into my eyes, her voice steady yet filled with something fierce.“I’m yours, Blade.Every part of me.”
That’s all I need.Without another word, I close the space between us, kissing her deeply, passionately, and claiming her in every way.There’s no turning back now.
Not for me.
Not for her.
The table creaks beneath us as I hover above her, my breath ragged, my pulse a chaotic thrum in my ears.I can feel her heat beneath me, her body already responding to my touch, and it’s almost unbearable.Every inch of her is a temptation I can’t resist.She’s mine, and I’m going to make sure she knows it.
Hannah’s fingers tangle in my hair, she pulls me closer, and her touch sends sparks shooting through me.The way she’s looking at me—her eyes dark, full of need—makes it harder to breathe.I need to taste her.I need to claim her.
Slowly, I lean down, my lips grazing her ear as I whisper, “You’re beautiful.Don’t hold back.”
Her breath catches, her chest rising and falling with anticipation.She arches against me, her hips grinding subtly beneath mine, seeking more.I can feel her pulse beneath my fingertips, the frantic rhythm matching my own.I lower my mouth to her neck, kissing the delicate skin, my teeth grazing her as I feel her shiver beneath me.
“Please,” she whispers, her voice thick with desire, a plea that makes me burn even hotter.“Blade...”
My hand moves between us, slipping under her shirt, skin on skin.Her body shudders at the contact, and I can feel her growing need, her body responding to every touch as if she’s been waiting for this moment.I want to take my time with her to savor every second, but I can’t help myself.The hunger is too fierce.
I guide her closer, pressing her body to mine, feeling her heat through every layer of clothing.My lips return to hers, the kiss desperate, deep, as I continue to move against her.
And then, as my hand slides lower, my fingers finding the sensitive spot that makes her gasp, I watch her face, feeling the shift, the trembling of her body as she lets go.Her back arches, her breath hitching, and I feel her body’s release of the tremors in the way she clutches me closer.The way she calls my name, soft and needy, ignites a fire inside me.
But I’m not done.Not yet.Not until she’s mine in every way.
With a growl of frustration, I pull back slightly, needing to see her, to let her catch her breath, but I can’t pull away completely.I can feel the tension between us, the unspoken promise of what’s to come, and it makes my blood run hotter.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I mutter, my voice rough as I lift her in one swift motion.She gasps in surprise, but there’s no hesitation in her.Her arms wrap around me instinctively, her legs winding around my waist as I carry her effortlessly across the room.
She buries her face in the crook of my neck, her breath warm against my skin, and I feel the weight of everything she’s giving me—every touch, every word, every whisper.She’s trusting me completely, and it makes everything inside me burn with need.
I kick open the bedroom door, making my way to the bed.The room is dimly lit, just enough to see the shadows dancing on the walls.Gently, I lay her down, the air between us crackles with intensity.My body shakes with anticipation, but I take my time, never breaking eye contact.
“Hannah,” I whisper, my voice a low growl, the raw need in me surfacing with every breath.“Let me taste you.”
Her eyes widen, her body shivering beneath me, but there’s no fear there.Just trust.She nods once, and that’s all I need.I trail my fingers down her sides, feeling the heat of her skin beneath my touch.Her breath hitches as I kiss her again, slow and deep, my hand sliding beneath the waistband of her jeans.
I take my time, moving with deliberate care, wanting to feel every inch of her, wanting her to feel the same hunger I do.Her body responds to me, arching into my touch as I slowly undress her, my fingers brushing over her in places that make her gasp and shudder.
Her eyes are locked on mine, her chest rising and falling with anticipation, and as I move lower, I take in the scent of her skin, the taste of her lingering on my lips.Everything about her is perfect, and I savor it—every second, every feeling—as I finally close the distance, tasting her as if I’ve been starving for this moment.
She gasps, her hands tangling in my hair as I make her come undone again.The way her body moves beneath me, the way she gives herself to me, is all I need to know that she’s mine—completely and utterly.
My tongue dives between her folds, and I swear I’ve never tasted something so sweet.Hannah grinds her pussy into my face.While I lick and tease, I insert a finger, then two, moving them in and out of her at a slow, torturous pace.
