devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
'Sure, until some naive idiot pops down here to make a wish." Eloise said in a voice just a shade too bright given the blush on her cheeks and the nearness of him. Though just who she was trying to fool, she rightly didn't know.
She ought to wriggle away, to push him off and say something about bad breath; something for them to laugh off and cut the tension. But she didn't. Warmth spread like liquid fire through her belly and inner thighs, and she actively had to keep herself still lest she clench her legs together in an effort to cull that particular burn.
Her expression in response to his question was simultaneously suggestive and sad. Breathing out an unapproved note of need, her brows wavered slightly as her lips parted unbidden. "Well, if I start biting you, you might stop touching me." Eloise whispered, breathless, her head raising off his leg ever so slightly.
She ought to wriggle away, to push him off and say something about bad breath; something for them to laugh off and cut the tension. But she didn't. Warmth spread like liquid fire through her belly and inner thighs, and she actively had to keep herself still lest she clench her legs together in an effort to cull that particular burn.
Her expression in response to his question was simultaneously suggestive and sad. Breathing out an unapproved note of need, her brows wavered slightly as her lips parted unbidden. "Well, if I start biting you, you might stop touching me." Eloise whispered, breathless, her head raising off his leg ever so slightly.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
