heathen’s kiss

Perhaps it was strange, but the noises he made competed with the physical pleasure she felt. It was satisfying - pleasing - to know that she could have this effect on someone, the ability to reduce a man like Sunjata to nothing more than gutteral noises and instinctual movements. She wasn't a particularly strong person, but his reactions made her feel powerful . But clearly he was out to prove just how helpless she was. Phoebe gasped in surprise, finding her hands suddenly pinned above her head. She pulled against them to no avail, but her body shifted slightly, changing the angle of her hips. Her eyes widened, then seemed to roll back, and she moaned breathlessly something about the slight shift somehow increasing the pleasure she was feeling. The sudden building of tension in her core increased in pace, and as he pressed his forehead to hers she lifted her chin to capture his lips in a frantic kiss. Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself