Alexander asked me, his silky tone kick-starting some kind of sweet churn inside me, like he was already there, touching me with his echo and his promise. “I’m not much of a gambler,” I said, drying my wet hair with a towel. “I’ll watch. I’ll get your drinks for you.” I’ll watch you, I thought to myself. I wanted to be near him, to sit next to him and watch his strong hands and his remarkable face as he played cards with his friends. “You don’t need to be my waitress, Lila. I’ll teach you how to play if you want me to.” “Alexander, I’m your assistant. I can serve a few drinks to you and your friends.” It unnerved me a little, that I was getting so outrageously turned on just from the sound of his voice and the nearness of his big, sculpted body. I felt like rubbing myself against him. I wanted to hold him down and lick his skin. To bite him and eat him alive. To offer my warm, flowering pussy to his mouth.
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