flora
It's an unfair question, one that had Flora biting at her lower lip to stop the sly spread of her smile even as the lavender slant of her thoughts began to gild and darken. To say it was his cock she wanted was to put too blunt a point on it; what she wanted was all of him, and somehow that only felt achievable when he was buried all the way inside of her, physically feeling everything that she did, rather than just siphoning it second hand from her mind.
To that end, while normally Flora wouldn't hesitate to let her greed take over, much as the majority of her arousal was pure lust, there was an uncurrent of need she was helpless to deny. Clever and quick as she knew Jack could be with little more than his tongue, the distance it would put between them seemed hardly worth the climax he'd be able to drag from her. Arching her back and then lifting her hips in order to facilitate him stripping her bare, the fact that what she next felt pressed against her was the length of him caged behind cloth and metal had her gasping with a sudden barbed hostility that had the edges of her thoughts flickering into flame.
"You know the answer to that," she panted against his lips as she reached between them, hips twisting in an effort to unbutton his pants and then edge them down his hips with the heels of her feet.
To that end, while normally Flora wouldn't hesitate to let her greed take over, much as the majority of her arousal was pure lust, there was an uncurrent of need she was helpless to deny. Clever and quick as she knew Jack could be with little more than his tongue, the distance it would put between them seemed hardly worth the climax he'd be able to drag from her. Arching her back and then lifting her hips in order to facilitate him stripping her bare, the fact that what she next felt pressed against her was the length of him caged behind cloth and metal had her gasping with a sudden barbed hostility that had the edges of her thoughts flickering into flame.
"You know the answer to that," she panted against his lips as she reached between them, hips twisting in an effort to unbutton his pants and then edge them down his hips with the heels of her feet.
How can a person know everything at 18 but nothing at 22?
Will you still want me when I'm nothing new?
Will you still want me when I'm nothing new?
