God she was beautiful walking toward him like that. Her hips were swaying in that schoolgirl skirt and it made his blood boil. He took a few steps backwards as she started coming towards him until she raked her nails down his chest. When she gave him that look under her lashes, it was over. Game fucking over.
Erik tore off his shirt and grabbed Mary by the waist all in the same motion. He captured her mouth once more before picking her up so her legs could wrap around him. He walked her to the bed, depositing on the edge. Without lifting his mouth from her's he slid his hands under her skirt and worked her panties off. He flung them out of the way and did the same with her bra, which he released with the flick of his wrist.
He trailed his kisses from her mouth, down her chin and neck. He stopped to suck on each of her nipples before continuing his journal down. He sank down to his knees pulled Mary closer to the edge of the bed. He lifted her skirt with one hand while the other found her center, caressing her soft folds.