Chapter 1: The Siren’s Text
Lila’s fingers danced over her phone screen, a wicked smirk curling her lips as she typed out the message she knew would ignite a fire in Ethan. 'Hey, stranger. My ass is aching for a face to enjoy. I’m so damn horny, and I miss sitting on yours. Remember those wild nights? I’d visit, and we’d get so high with me perched on you, driving you crazy. I need that again. Hit me up.' She hit send, her pulse quickening with anticipation, memories flooding back of their heated encounters.
Ethan’s phone buzzed on the bar counter, and he nearly spilled his beer when he read her words. A rush of heat shot through him, and he typed back with a grin, 'Damn, Lila. You’ve got some nerve texting me that. My face still remembers every curve of your ass. You think I’ve forgotten how you’d trick me into getting high as hell?'
Her reply was instant, dripping with seduction. 'Oh, I know you haven’t forgotten. I’d lay you down, cover those pretty eyes, and tell you I’m just clearing your sinuses. You’d inhale so deep, and I’d drop a fat line right in your nostril. Then I’d sit on your face to make sure you pulled it back nice and slow. Pure medicine, baby. You loved it.'
Ethan chuckled, shaking his head as he typed, 'You’re a devil, woman. Calling that shit sinus medication while you smothered me with that perfect ass in those tight, shiny panties. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss the way they hugged every inch of you, sliding so smooth over my nose while you wrapped those cheeks around me.'
Lila bit her lip, her body already responding to the memory. She fired back, 'I’ve got a whole collection of tight spandex and underwear waiting to tease you again. I’d switch them up every time, making you feel my bum right on your face, grinding down until you were begging for more. I’d coach you through every second, Ethan. Tell me you don’t want that again.'
His response was raw, hungry. 'Fuck, Lila. I’m getting hard just thinking about it. You always knew how to take control, didn’t you? I’m half tempted to drive over right now and let you take the wheel.'
She grinned, knowing she had him hooked. 'Then don’t tempt yourself halfway. Get over here. I’m already wet thinking about straddling you, dripping with want. I’ll have you sweating and panting under me in no time.'
Ethan didn’t reply. He didn’t need to. Lila knew he was already on his way, the promise of her body and her wicked games too much to resist. She slipped into her tightest, shiniest black spandex, the fabric clinging to her curves like a second skin. She admired herself in the mirror, imagining his face buried beneath her, his breath hot and desperate. The thought made her ache, her pussy already throbbing with need.
The doorbell rang, and her heart raced. She opened it to find Ethan, eyes dark with lust, his cock clearly straining against his jeans. 'You’re trouble, Lila,' he growled, stepping inside.
She smirked, grabbing his collar and pulling him close. 'And you love it. Now get on your back. I’ve got some medicine to administer.' Her voice was a sultry command, and as she pushed him down onto the couch, covering his eyes with a silk scarf, she knew the night was about to explode into something raw and unforgettable.
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