The white sheep of the family
As Weaver bit down on Loren's neck again, he let out a moan. "Do you want me to say please?" Again, it came out in that sensual whisper. This time, though, he was clearly slightly less in control.
Giving her a sheepish look, he shrugged as best he could with her on top of him. "You. You're the difference." He let out a huff of laughter. "You're far more patient and understanding with me and my moods than I deserve." There was more than a little gratitude in that statement.
When she complimented him again, he flushed a furious crimson. Still, he gave her a pleased grin, one of those special ones she'd been talking about. "That's very kind of you." He cleared his throat a bit awkwardly. "But I was actually asking how you wanted me to touch you." That came out in a slightly embarrassed tone.
Her comment about his ass drew another laugh to his lips. "Glad you think so." The hand he had around her back slipped down to squeeze hers as well as he continued to trace patterns on her inner thighs. "So do you." Indeed he hummed an appreciative note as he cupped it again.
Giving her a sheepish look, he shrugged as best he could with her on top of him. "You. You're the difference." He let out a huff of laughter. "You're far more patient and understanding with me and my moods than I deserve." There was more than a little gratitude in that statement.
When she complimented him again, he flushed a furious crimson. Still, he gave her a pleased grin, one of those special ones she'd been talking about. "That's very kind of you." He cleared his throat a bit awkwardly. "But I was actually asking how you wanted me to touch you." That came out in a slightly embarrassed tone.
Her comment about his ass drew another laugh to his lips. "Glad you think so." The hand he had around her back slipped down to squeeze hers as well as he continued to trace patterns on her inner thighs. "So do you." Indeed he hummed an appreciative note as he cupped it again.
Will blood tell
