“Undress.”
He commands and she reddens, turning the same shade as her smarting backside. She slips a finger under the strap of each shoulder and slips it off, letting the soft fabric fall into a heap around her toes. He nods in appreciation and she watches him observe her, devouring every single inch of her naked body. Her gaze settles on his waist and she catches sight of the twitch of his cock behind the fabric. Her eyes flit up to meet his, her stomach dropping at the hunger in his stare and he breaks. Stepping forward, he covers the distance between them in a single stride and wraps his arms around her, lifting her up as his mouth devours hers in a frantic mess of desire. Her legs wrap themselves around his waist like a tree trunk, her arms around his neck as they pull at each other, desperately trying to mesh themselves into one. Suddenly, the cold cement wall is pressed against her back and he against her front, her naked body contrasted against his fully clothed self.
They’re in the shadows now, the all-encompassing darkness hiding their frantic groping. His hands wander, slipping and slinking their way across her body, down her long legs as her hips begin to undulate against him, rubbing herself against his arousal that’s throbbing so hard she’s amazed he hasn’t broken his zipper. Her nails dig into his back, pulling at his shirt trying desperately to meet him skin on skin. He groans, a primal, fierce groan and pushes himself off the wall. She tries to stand and fails, crumpling down the gritty cement behind her. He turns away and rubs his hand across his face, trying to shake the loss of control. Looking over his shoulder, he twitches a finger in her direction as if to say it’s time to move. She goes to stand, and he turns back around to force her on her knees.
“Crawl.”
He grins wickedly, the glint in his eye promising delights untold. She complies, and follows him as he leads the way, through a doorway hidden behind the curtain of darkness. What lies in wait, she will soon find out…
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