Echoes of Wonderland

Dangerous Woman

TRIGGER WARNING - The steamyest of 'em all.

don't say I didn't warn you.

Red's POV

Our kiss is urgent, a collision of desire that's been simmering just beneath the surface, waiting for this moment to boil over. My hand slides to her waist, pulling her closer, desperate to feel every inch of her body pressed against mine. Chloe responds instantly, her fingers digging into my back, her body arching into me as if she's afraid I might disappear if she doesn't hold on tight enough.

Her heartbeat thunders against my chest, matching the erratic pace of my own. The world around us blurs, leaving just the two of us in this cocoon of heated need. The kiss deepens, growing more intense with each passing second, as though we're trying to lose ourselves in each other, to drown out everything else.

Chloe's hands slide up to the back of my neck, pulling me closer still, and I press myself against her, letting the fire between us burn away any hesitation. Every touch, every brush of her lips against mine, sends electric shivers down my spine. The need to be close, to feel her, to lose myself in her, is overwhelming.

My fingers tangle in her hair as I tilt her head slightly, deepening the kiss even further. I can feel her responding, her breath hitching as our lips move together in a dance that's as old as time itself. There's a desperation in the way we cling to each other, as though we're both afraid to let go, afraid that if we do, this moment might slip away.

We pull apart just long enough to gasp for air, our breaths mingling, her eyes dark with desire and something deeper—something that feels like love. She bites her bottom lip, her gaze flicking down to my mouth, and I can't resist the urge to lean in and capture her lips again. The kiss is hungrier this time, a clash of tongues and teeth, as though we're both starving for each other.

- Red. - She breathes against my lips, her voice trembling with a mix of longing and urgency. - I want you so badly. But if you don't... If you want to stop, you have to tell me now, or I won't be able to pull back.

- Chlo. - I manage to whisper between kisses, my voice thick with desire and a hint of concern. - Are you sure you want this? It might not be the best time, I don't want you to regret it.

Her answer is a soft, breathless moan as she pulls me back in, her lips claiming mine with a need that makes my heart race.

- I want to feel you. - She murmurs, her voice low and sultry. - Every part of you.

The intensity in her words sends a thrill through me, but there's still a part of me that wants to make sure she's really okay with this.

- You can stop me anytime. - I say, positioning myself over her, my body pressing down against hers.

But Chloe isn't interested in playing it safe. Her hands grip my hips, and before I can react, she's guiding me until I'm straddling her, her movements deliberate, determined. I try to shift, to take control, but she holds me firmly in place, her eyes locking onto mine with a look that's both commanding and filled with heat.

- What are you doing? - I ask, genuinely surprised by her sudden dominance.

- Let me. - She whispers against my neck, her breath warm and reassuring, as if she knows exactly what I need, even if I don't.

I find myself sitting up on her hips, Chloe's hands applying just the right amount of pressure to guide my movements. The friction between us is maddeningly good, but I can't shake the feeling that I should be the one making her feel this way.

- Chlo. - I start, my voice trembling with a mix of pleasure and frustration. - I should be making you feel good, not the other way around.

- You are. - She replies, her lips trailing hot kisses down my collarbone, her hands guiding me with a rhythm that has my heart racing. - You're making me feel so good, Red. You have no idea.