“Robin”
She feels his breath on the back of her neck before her own name registers in her head. Robin tenses up, knowing what she’s been reading but completely unaware that someone had scooted up and sat right behind her.
“Robin” he says again, softer but deeper. She feels his lips between her ear and neck.
“You’re being dirty again aren’t you?”
“Um, yes” she says both coy and expectant.
She hears him inhale deeply and the scent of her fills his head. “Mmm … you’ve been dirty all day.” His right hand reaches around her with his index finger under her bra, his left turns off the screen. “No more of that shit, this is real.”
He spins her chair around to meet him. He was just as she’d hoped, tan and forceful with irresistible curly locks. His eyes cut through her, right through her to the back of her skull. She stops breathing. She can’t escape his eyes in hers. Her heart stops for a few seconds. Robin bites her lower lip and tastes the blood. She finally knows what Fuck really means.
He smiles. “I’m looking at you. I’m thinking about tasting you. Can you feel it?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k9id9h/i_see_you_mf