[ This isn't supposed to be anything more than a game between them. The daring nature of the whole thing was the entire reason why she was even doing it. Because for as long as Allison has been doing anything, it was always doing the wrong thing that made her feel the most alive. And with Derek Hale, everything was wrong. At least when it came to whatever it was that they were together.
He's a strange one to try to play with, especially when he always avoids bouncing around certain things. This is a game, her game, but he plays it with his own rules. A little trick she has a secret fondness of. ]
You know what I'm asking. [ She slides her hips forward in her seat, bringing the fabric of her dress even higher until dark panties are exposed, the milky tone of her skin almost bright in the dimness of the car. Her eyes remain fixated on him, her breaths growing deeper. ] Touch me. [ No need to play pretend. That's not how he plays it. ] I want to see how long it takes for you to get me wet.
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He's a strange one to try to play with, especially when he always avoids bouncing around certain things. This is a game, her game, but he plays it with his own rules. A little trick she has a secret fondness of. ]
You know what I'm asking. [ She slides her hips forward in her seat, bringing the fabric of her dress even higher until dark panties are exposed, the milky tone of her skin almost bright in the dimness of the car. Her eyes remain fixated on him, her breaths growing deeper. ] Touch me. [ No need to play pretend. That's not how he plays it. ] I want to see how long it takes for you to get me wet.