Destructively Alluring by N. Isabelle Blanco

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    All the restraint that I had left -which we all know wasn’t much- poofed into non-existence. My hips took off without my consent. My hands did worse. They slid down her neck, one wrapping around it and the other continuing on its journey downward.
    Demi gasped into my mouth when she felt my hand reach her breast. A part of me expected her to stop me but instead, she pushed out her chest and pressed her breast fully into my hand. She moaned in a way that made all the nerves in my body stand at full attention.
    Full attention.
    Demi’s lips tugged lightly on mine making a groan rip its way out of my chest. The hand that I had around her neck tensed. I soaked in how hard her heart was beating as I rubbed my thumb lightly across her pounding artery.
    My other hand pulled on her dress, my fingers desperate to bare her tit. I sent up a silent ‘thank you’ that she wasn’t wearing a bra when it bounced free, nearly spilling into my hand.
    Demi pulled her lips away from mine, her mouth falling open on a silent moan.
    “Fuck baby girl,” I whispered hoarsely, my throat dry as I looked down at her chest. I brushed my thumb across her nipple, watching it harden to a point that looked painful.
    “Dorian,” Demi whimpered, her voice strained. Her upper body bowed as she lowered herself onto me. Her breath was titillating against my ear as she let out another of those little whimpers.
    Using the hold I had on her neck, I pulled her close enough so that I could wrap my lips around her pulse. My eyes slid closed and my chest rumbled because the moment her taste hit my tongue I could taste the lust on her.
    I was dying to taste so much more.
    The fingers of my other hand continued to tease her nipple. Feather light strokes followed by a light pinch of her pebbled flesh. Flesh I was dying to suck on.
    Bite.
    There was no way in hell I was going to survive not having her, especially if she rotated her hips like that one more time.
    Which she did when I wrapped my hand fully around her breast.
    God, it made my mouth water. My dick couldn’t get any harder, I was already close to blowing my load right then and there.
    I need to get her home.
    Fuck, yes I did.
    I imagined her naked on my bed, her breasts and every other part of her at my mercy. The image singed synaptic connections that I fucking needed if I was to remain a functioning human.
    My degradation into animal status was on full throttle.
    I let go of her tit and grabbed onto her hip, stilling her movements. Demi mewled. My name was groaned in protest shortly after. “ Shh ,” I soothed, pulling back so I could nibble on her lips. “We can’t do this here,” I continued, pressing soft kisses to her mouth.
    Demi moaned again, her teeth coming down on my bottom lip.
    I grunted and jerked against her, my body demanding that I listen to hers.
    “Baby, wait,” I groaned, grabbing her around the neck with one hand and holding her still. Never in my freaking life would I forget the heavy-lidded stare she threw at me. The fire in those eyes.
    Blindly, I reached behind me, trying to feel my way to the intercom and the button on it. I managed to find it and pressed it down, inhaling deeply and trying to sound normal when I spoke to Carl.
    “Carl.”
    “Yes, Mr. Sorenson?”
    “Take us to my apartment.”
    I didn’t even bother to worry about what he would think or what explanation I would give.
    I was more than ready to face whatever consequences were coming for me. Nothing could deter me or change my mind. The girl would be so fucking worth it, I could feel it in every bone on my body.
    Scary thoughts, but I couldn’t pay much mind to them right then. I wrapped my arms around her and stared into her eyes. We were both still panting and I could feel her heart thundering against my chest.
    “What are you thinking right now?” I asked, needing to know if she was having any misgivings about what we were going to do.
    “That you make me ache,” Demi said in a low