Striker lifted me easily, hooking my legs around his waist. Carrying me into his room, he deposited me on the unmade bed. I was surprised to find that it smelled like soap and mint, sharp but clean. Pulling him on top of me, I let myself sink into the swirling scent of the bed and Striker's natural musk.
His lips found mine once again, pressing for entrance. I willing submitted to him, melting beneath his touch. My body hummed with excitement, craving his nearness. Trying to eliminate any barriers, my fingers began to work at the buttons of his shirt. Striker's own fingers began to strip away my clothes in response, the humming in my body turning into a live wire.
The first touch of skin upon skin was electric. Above me, Striker groaned in pleasure as my fingers brushed over his chest. Fingers gripping my hips, he ground against me, the friction nearly driving me mad with desire.
"I want you," I said breathlessly, hooking my legs around his hips once again, trying to draw him closer. With a low, possessive sounding growl, Striker kissed me once again. I sank into his embrace, letting him consume me whole.
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Shadows and Sinners | A Striker x Reader Story
RomanceFortunes Wheel brought you together with a mysterious stranger. But can two sinners ever find peace? From the creator of Dancing with Danger and Bless the Broken Road. I do not own Helluva Boss or any of its amazing characters. I'm just a fan who li...
