The ABCs Of Erotica - A Is For Anal - Plot & Excerpts
"Take off your clothes." Dominance filled his voice. This was the Marcus she remembered. This was the Marcus her heart refused to release. Tabitha unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off. Her back still toward him, she slid her skirt down over her hips, along with her panties. She stepped out, revealing stockings and garters instead of pantyhose. Her fingers reached for the garter. "Leave them. I like the stockings. They look quite lovely on you. And your shoes. Don't they call those fuck me heels?" His teasing conveyed a hint of challenge. Tabitha blushed and turned around as she unfastened her bra. He was right about the shoes. The black patent leather gleamed even under the fluorescent lights of the conference room. The heels, high and spiky, were just barely office appropriate. She dropped her bra on the carpet and raised her eyes to his, trapped by the compelling intensity of his stare. "Undress me." His gaze invited her touch.
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