She found me in the hallway like it was all planned, that bratty little smirk playing on her lips, dark makeup framing eyes that dared me to say no. Barely dressed, with just enough edge to make it clear she was not here for small talk or polite conversation, she did not wait for an invitation. Instead, she walked straight into my room and settled onto the bed as if she owned the place. The way she looked at me said everything; there was no hesitation, no second guessing. One touch was all it took to know she was already soaked and hungry, pulling me closer with a quiet intensity that promised something rough, raw, and real. Every move she made pushed all the right buttons, her moans telling a story of craving and need that went beyond words. She begged for more, every gasp and shiver fueling the fire between us, and when she whispered not to pull out, there was no hesitation on my part. I gave her everything I had, filling her completely, and she took it like it was exactly what she w