devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
No was still on her lips, or at least something similar. Some other plea for rationality, but as her eyes rolled back and she felt his hips aligning with hers, she new there was no use. But then with Saiden, she'd never stood a chance. Not that first day on the beach, not when it nearly cost her everything in the eyes of her peers to arrive to a wedding on his arm, and not now with Jack breathing down her neck.
One day, it would get her killed.
As he slowly slid his way inside of her, the illusionist gasped silently for air, undone as he filled her. Moaning against the side of his neck, her fingers digging for purchase against his skin, she melted against him. One of her legs twined around his for better purchase against him as her tongue traced trails of need up the side of his neck until her lips reached his ear.
One day, it would get her killed.
As he slowly slid his way inside of her, the illusionist gasped silently for air, undone as he filled her. Moaning against the side of his neck, her fingers digging for purchase against his skin, she melted against him. One of her legs twined around his for better purchase against him as her tongue traced trails of need up the side of his neck until her lips reached his ear.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
