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Spark's POV

She was being an absolute menace in the sweetest way.She bit down gently on my index finger and squealed when she felt my cock jump hard against her ass. I groaned low into her neck. She giggled and kept going, testing each fingertip, nipping and sucking while she wriggled back against me. This woman… She was glimmering, naked and warm.“How could I not be a little bratty when you are so much fun?” she teased, voice still sleepy and soft.I tightened my arm around her, sliding my other hand slowly over her glitter-tattooed curves, up over her breast, stroking down her stomach, teasing between her thighs. Just enough so she squirmed harder against me. Just enough to remind her who she would always belong to.“You’re going to start something you’re not awake enough to finish, brat,” I murmured, voice rough with amusement and fresh heat. I nipped her shoulder and pressed into her. “But keep biting. I like finding out which finger makes me twitch the most for you.”I kept holding her close, lazy and possessive, letting her play and wriggle as much as she wanted while I kissed the back of her neck.Fuck this…I tightened my grip and pulled her on top of me until there was no space left between us. Her thighs clamped around my hips, her core ground down against my thick, insistent dick, already straining for her. My hands slid lower and she let out the sweetest moan. My palms cupped her ass, fingers dug in just enough to lift her, guide her, roll her against me in slow, filthy circles that made her breath hitch every time her clit dragged over my cock.She kissed me deeper. Harder. Desperate.I met her there—mouth open, tongue claiming hers. God I had been starving for this. No gentleness. Just raw, hungry need. I sucked her bottom lip between my teeth, bit down just sharp enough to sting, then soothed it with slow licks while she whimpered into my mouth. Her nails raked down my back again, leaving trails that made me growl against her lips.My hands kept moving, sliding under her thighs, lifting her higher so I could grind up into her harder and deeper. I made her feel every thick inch of me pressing against her. She was dripping, overflowing, coating me through whatever thin scrap was between us. I could feel it—hot, slick, needy—and it made me throb harder against her.She wound tighter into me, arms locked around my neck, body curling perfectly against every line of me. I buried my face in the crook of her neck, lips brushing that spot behind her ear to make her shiver, then open-mouth kissed down to the base of her throat. My breath was hot, ragged against her skin as I whispered right there, low and rough:"You're okay, baby. You're so fucking okay. I've got you. All of you. Every messy, exposed, beautiful inch. You're safe here. You're wanted here. You're mine here."She softly whispered my name, begging, and I answered by sliding one hand between us. Fingers found her clit through the drenched lace, circling slow at first, then faster, firmer, matching the rhythm of her hips. My other hand stayed on her ass, guiding her, lifting her, fucking up into her with my fingers moving in shallow, teasing thrusts. She clenched and gasped."More?" I rasped against herr neck, teeth grazing. "Tell me what 'more' means tonight, gorgeous. Just this—you impaled on my hand, or my cock sliding deep inside until you're screaming my name again, holding you so tight you can't tell where I end and you begin?"I kissed the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, then back to that spot behind her ear—hot, open-mouthed, sucking lightly while my fingers kept working her slow and relentless.“You're safe. You're wanted. And I'm not letting go.”

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