STORY 30: FANTASIES (End)

Chapter 1 He laughed, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. “You’re all talk, aren’t you? All that fire in your books, all that dominance, but here…” He stepped closer, his body pressing against mine, his hardness evident through his jeans. “Here, you’re just a woman who wants to be fucked.” My breath hitched, my knees weak as his hand slid down my back, pulling me tight against him. I could feel every inch of him, hard and unyielding, and it made my head spin. I should push him away, I should tell him to go to hell, hexis my rival not a person I should be close like this. But my body had other ideas, arching into him, craving more. “Then…prove it,” I whispered, the challenge barely audible, but it was there, hanging between us. His eyes darkened, and he didn’t hesitate, his lips crashed against mine, hungry and rough, his tongue demanding entrance. I melted into him, my hands tangling in his hair, pulling him closer. He lifted me like I weighed nothing, pinning me ag