you say money isnt everything
She's really in it, isn't she? There's a little chuckle as she wrestles with his clothes and he sits up to help her. Soon enough, he's naked and rubbing against her again. He makes a soft noise as he finally feels her properly against him. She's warm and wet and he can't wait to sink into her. But he doesn't, not right away. It's the pitch her in voice that makes him finally give in.His movements are slow, careful, as he sinks into her. The noises he makes against the crook of her neck are deep and rumbly until he bottoms out. Locke waits a moment, adjusting to her before slowly easing back out. He sets a slow pace, letting his body get to know her's. And maybe he wants to draw this out a little bit. It's not often he gets with someone like her.
"That's a good Kitten. Feels so good." Another bite to her neck before he nips at her earlobe. It's easy, maybe too easy, to sink into the act of sex without thinking or feeling too much. He's using her, she's using him, something like that. He doesn't know anymore. Even as he picks up his pace, he has to ignore the way his chest tightens at the thought of leaving. If he keeps a slow pace, he can draw this out. Not that he wants to draw it out but.. Maybe.
His fingers dig into the soft bedding as he pushes himself again so he can look down at her. Small, pale, dark hair spread out against the silky white sheets. He feels bad suddenly, like he needs to leave. He's gone too far and this isn't fair. But if he leaves now, he'll have to explain it. If he just.. finishes, it will be like standard procedure. Right?
but i'd like to see you live without it
LOCKE
