Dangerous Fling (Dangerous Noise 4)

But God… I need to be fucked.

I need the desire in his eyes.

He slides his hands to my hips. "You want me to lead?"

I nod.

"I was always gonna lead."

My voice is shaky. Needy. "I know."

"Fuck, keep looking at me like that."

"Like…?" It's hard to believe I'm doing anything driving him mad with desire. He's a sex god. And I'm just me. Just Lacey.

And he's looking at me like I'm some sort of divine being.

"Like you'll fucking die if I don't fill your cunt."

I will die if he doesn't… I can't think that, much less say it. I barely manage to nod.

"Panties off."

The words barely register in my brain. Mal's actually asking me to take my panties off.

We're actually fuck buddies.

This is actually happening.

My hands seem to understand the command. They reach under my dress and slide my panties to my knees.

I step out of them and press my hips against his.

His hands go to my ass. He presses the fabric of my dress against my flesh.

Fuck, the heat of his hands.

He's close to touching me properly.

I need him touching me properly.

It's been too long. Adam and I… fuck, it was Valentine's Day.

It's been six months…

Six long, painful, horrible months…

My eyelids flutter closed as Mal leans in to kiss me.

Slowly, his lips brush against mine.

It's soft.

Then it's hard.

God, he tastes good. Like green tea and like Mal.

He scoops me into the couch with him.