The white sheep of the family
Raising his eyebrows at Weaver in a clear challenge, Loren just grinned. "Guess away." He spoke in another heated whisper, and it was clear just how eager he was for them to explore every inch of each other.
As her hand wrapped around him, he groaned as well, increasing in intensity even with her pace. Still, his fingers continued to make their steady circles, even as he propped himself up on one elbow.
Leaning down, he kissed her again, hungry and insistent. Indeed, his desire for her was eroding his careful control. Thankfully, she seemed as eager as he was, so before too long, he allowed himself to stop thinking and just let pleasure guide him, guide both of them, to a thoroughly enjoyable conclusion. She would get her wish, and would have him, all of him, for as long as she wanted.
-FIN
As her hand wrapped around him, he groaned as well, increasing in intensity even with her pace. Still, his fingers continued to make their steady circles, even as he propped himself up on one elbow.
Leaning down, he kissed her again, hungry and insistent. Indeed, his desire for her was eroding his careful control. Thankfully, she seemed as eager as he was, so before too long, he allowed himself to stop thinking and just let pleasure guide him, guide both of them, to a thoroughly enjoyable conclusion. She would get her wish, and would have him, all of him, for as long as she wanted.
-FIN
Will blood tell
