Delphine
Delphine gasped as he scooped her up, her hands finding his shoulders, legs curling around his waist. His kisses were desperate, searching, hungry. Hers matched.
Her back pressed to the wall, she pressed hot kisses to his ear, to the side of his head, her hands careless, nails scratching scorching paths in their wake.
It was good. Bellamy had never gotten such a response from the woman. She explored his body, showed hers off. She learned what Noah liked, what she liked.
By the time they'd found the bed, she was pretty sure she'd bitten him by accident, and left a mark. It was a bit satisfying, though. He'd certainly satisfied her.
Curled against his side, her nightshirt somewhere on the floor, Delphine murmured her approval, fingers pulling the blankets over herself. She was pleasantly achy, and tired.
"Noah?" How many times had they gone, how many times had she gasped his name? It was her new favorite word, she was certain.
Her back pressed to the wall, she pressed hot kisses to his ear, to the side of his head, her hands careless, nails scratching scorching paths in their wake.
It was good. Bellamy had never gotten such a response from the woman. She explored his body, showed hers off. She learned what Noah liked, what she liked.
By the time they'd found the bed, she was pretty sure she'd bitten him by accident, and left a mark. It was a bit satisfying, though. He'd certainly satisfied her.
Curled against his side, her nightshirt somewhere on the floor, Delphine murmured her approval, fingers pulling the blankets over herself. She was pleasantly achy, and tired.
"Noah?" How many times had they gone, how many times had she gasped his name? It was her new favorite word, she was certain.
How can I begin again?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
