And it burns like a gin and I like it,
The press of his hand is an invitation to tighten the hold of her legs around him, the leather of her boots rough against the back of his thighs while Thal arches into him with every touch. Her breath is thick in her lungs, blue eyes hooded with lust as the purr of his promise coils in the pit of her stomach.
A dark chuckle leaves her lips, smoke and shadows weaving seductive trails. "I've never been a patient -" Her words cut off in a gasp that cascades into a loud moan as Pierce thrusts forward, stretching her wide open. Thal feels the pressure flood to the top of her head, hot and violently purple all at once. There's a fog that stifles every thought other than the man inside her. It's nothing like she's experienced before, and she immediately rolls into the contact, unable to resist the desire coursing through her, the desire for that fog to devour her whole.
She grips his strong shoulders, nails biting into his skin at the same moment his teeth meet the curve of her neck. Just as she pulls in a small breath of anticipation, Pierce snaps his hips again, his bite a delicious punctuation to the pleasure that bursts through her, sharp and sizzling like the air that hisses through her teeth.
Thal rolls her body down his, rocking into his hips as she angles her mouth at his ear again. Her teeth grit through the tingling that occupies her nerves, strain starting into the breathy tone of her voice when she demands, "Harder."
A dark chuckle leaves her lips, smoke and shadows weaving seductive trails. "I've never been a patient -" Her words cut off in a gasp that cascades into a loud moan as Pierce thrusts forward, stretching her wide open. Thal feels the pressure flood to the top of her head, hot and violently purple all at once. There's a fog that stifles every thought other than the man inside her. It's nothing like she's experienced before, and she immediately rolls into the contact, unable to resist the desire coursing through her, the desire for that fog to devour her whole.
She grips his strong shoulders, nails biting into his skin at the same moment his teeth meet the curve of her neck. Just as she pulls in a small breath of anticipation, Pierce snaps his hips again, his bite a delicious punctuation to the pleasure that bursts through her, sharp and sizzling like the air that hisses through her teeth.
Thal rolls her body down his, rocking into his hips as she angles her mouth at his ear again. Her teeth grit through the tingling that occupies her nerves, strain starting into the breathy tone of her voice when she demands, "Harder."
Thalassa
put your lips on my skin and you might ignite it
