She had the taste of something she couldn't get enough of...
Raw eminent passion.
It was all she could think about.
He took hold of her hair and gave a quick twist of his wrist.
Her neck jerked back.
She bit her lip. Her fist clenched on her pleated skirt. Sweating. Panting. Moist.
He forced her up by her hair still standing behind her then bit gently into her neck.
Her body was hot. She could feel him against the back of her skirt.
"How bad do you want it..." he spoke into her ear, she could feel the warmth from his breath on her flesh.
With his free hand he gently ran his fingers down the back of her white shirt.
Goosebumps raised on her arms.
