devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
Salty tears trickled down her cheeks as her mind constantly wavered between the building thrums of passion every thrust of his ignited within her, and the weariness of her heart. It was exhausting running from this all the time, but the turmoil his words caused her only reaffirmed how necessary it was.
And so, rather than calling a halt to the whole thing, telling him she loved him for whatever it was worth to him now and letting him kiss away her tears, her fingers gripped him all the tighter and she buried her face against his neck. Legs locked around his, her nails dug against his chest, dragging over one nipple and not caring at all for the pain it might cause.
As her orgasm crept up on her, heat blooming from her thighs down to her toes, she bit against the muscle of his shoulder to dampen her bright and obvious moans of ecstasy.
And so, rather than calling a halt to the whole thing, telling him she loved him for whatever it was worth to him now and letting him kiss away her tears, her fingers gripped him all the tighter and she buried her face against his neck. Legs locked around his, her nails dug against his chest, dragging over one nipple and not caring at all for the pain it might cause.
As her orgasm crept up on her, heat blooming from her thighs down to her toes, she bit against the muscle of his shoulder to dampen her bright and obvious moans of ecstasy.
what doesn't kill me makes me want you more
