Burning Flowers (Two, page 1 of 8)


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***26 years later***

Clarke looked at the man in front of her and let a sly grin spread across her face. She ran her hand down his bare chest all the way down to his bellybutton before running her fingers through his thick black hair. She circled him, her fingertip just barely trailing along his skin while she licked her lips.

Then, she stood before him in her pink lace panties and bra before slowly removing them, putting on a show for him. Her C cups spilled out into the open, and she watched as his eyes bounced with them before she reached down to hook her thumbs in each side of her panties to slide them to the floor. She kicked them off to land at his feet and stood before him with her pink skin completely bare.

There was a look of both lust and a slight buzz in his eyes from the wine they'd consumed as she pressed her body up against him. The warmth of their heat made her shiver before she pulled away.

She bit her bottom lip suggestively before climbing into the bed and sliding backward, never losing eye contact. She spread her legs, giving him a great view. Then, he followed her to the bed on his knees like a puppy dog on a leash. Clarke pulled up on her elbows to glance at his long shaft standing at attention for her. He positioned himself on his knees between her legs, moving his fingers to explore her thighs and stroke her throbbing clit.

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