Night's Kiss: Lesbian Erotica

Excerpt:
I'd say that I wanted to come home and find you in a Catholic schoolgirl's uniform but it wouldn't be true. Even though I know it would gladden your twisted little anime-fueled heart. You would look charming, of course, but that kind of scene is not for me.

I could say instead that I'd like to come home and catch you in one of your usual acts of mischief. Then, enraged and aroused beyond all control, I would yank up your short skirt and drag down your panties, pulling you over my knees with unexpected speed and roughness just to hear you gasp. Then the flat of my hand would meet the white roundness of your flesh until it turned pink beneath my palm. Your thighs would run wet with your desire until I could stand it no longer and had to thrust my way inside you. This I can imagine doing.

You very nearly had me that time you decided to mix up all my files. I remember you kneeling on the floor in front of the filing cabinet, fixing everything you’d deliberately confused. I sat in my chair and watched your bewitching little ass wiggle around until you were all I could see in the room. I could feel your sidelong glances at me when you hoped I wasn't looking, wasn’t noticing the way you slid your skirt up a little more every few minutes until I could see the edge of your panties, damp with hope.

But I love to deny you, my sweet. I love your wide-eyed stare as you squirm under my watchful gaze. The way you wear tight low cut shirts and short skirts to tempt me. The way you bend over, legs spread, to pick up things you didn't need to drop. I love the way I can smell your desire when I give you my orders for the day. It's very nearly as much fun as giving you what you want.