Pink Shades of Words: Walk 2016

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flame.
    “Take your shirt off,” he said, not really a demand, but not really a question.
    I peeled of my jacket and dropped it on the floor. Next, I slid my shirt over my head to reveal a white lace bra. Turning so my back was to him, I slowly reached around to unhook the clasp. It fell down my arms, and I tossed it away.
    I glanced over my shoulder, peeking around the curtain of hair. He held up one finger and motioned for me to turn. I pivoted slowly until I was facing him.
    My nipples were already rock hard, so tight they actually hurt. The way he stared made me want to touch myself and pinch my nipples for added pleasure.
    Just like in the elevator, he moved fast, appearing in front of me and grabbing my breasts. They filled his hands when he kneaded them. My head fell back, and I arched into him, enjoyed the way he plucked at the hard buds, causing electric ripples all the way down into my core.
    Between us, I ripped open the white button-up he was wearing. Buttons scattered everywhere as I shoved my hands beneath and scraped my nails down his defined chest.
    “I liked that shirt,” he intoned, giving my breast a squeeze.
    “I like it better on the floor.”
    The corner of his mouth turned up, and then we were ripping at each other’s clothes. The urge to be completely naked with him was unreal. I’d never felt anything so feral before. I just wanted him inside me.
    The second we were both completely unclothed, my eyes latched onto a tattoo over his left pec, just above his heart. A black X.
    “X marks the spot,” I murmured, tracing the lines with a finger.
    He snatched my hand and pulled it away. “Something like that.”
    Ominous. Maybe if I were interested in getting to know him, I’d ask about his reply. But it didn’t matter. His heart was off-limits to me anyway. It was his body that was mine.
    At least for tonight.
    My eyes dropped to the impressive hard-on he was sporting. I wrapped a hand around it and gave it a tight squeeze. He was thick and smooth, taut and proud. He definitely wasn’t lacking in width or length, and it made me shiver thinking of all of it pushing inside me and filling me up.
    “I’m not into gentle.” His voice was gruff.
    “Good.”
    Gray eyes flared and his breathing increased.
    Once again, he was pushing me against the wall, this time the wall of windows. The glass was sleek and cold against my naked body. “I’m gonna take you right here for the entire world to see.”
    His mouth crashed down and slanted over mine again and again. For once in my entire life, kissing was a full-contact sport. I felt his rigid cock pressing against my belly as our bodies rubbed together. My back and ass were plastered against the window, and it made me even hornier.
    Someone could be watching... Someone could be staring at the way we went at each other.
    I reached around and grabbed his ass, digging my nails into his flesh and arching my back so my body pressed into him farther. Mr. X, as I was beginning to think of him, grabbed me by the waist and lifted. My legs wrapped around his hips, and my slick core rubbed against his skin.
    I wiggled around, coating his abs with my desire.
    He made a growling sound and pinned me between the window and his chest. His dick teased my entrance but never slipped in. One of his hands wrapped around my neck and held me, and his lips latched onto my breast.
    When his teeth dragged over the center, I cried out and filled my hands with his hair and held him closer.
    He sucked deep and hard. It bordered on painful, but my God, it felt so good. My hips began to rock against his middle. My clit was so engorged already; every time it brushed against him, I would shudder.
    Abruptly, he pulled back and stood me on my feet.
    His lips were swollen from our kisses.
    I grabbed his dick and started jerking it up and down. His large palm wrapped around my shoulder and pushed me down. “On your knees,” he ordered.
    I dropped down, hitting my knees, and bent so my

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