Aurelia
as if you were on fire
from within
from within
He puts it in, the key anyway, and she can't help the soft, wordless hum in reaction to his hips hardening against hers. In spite of the clothes that separate them, her body is hot and flushed and tense, and she can't quite react at first. A breath swells and catches in her chest as his lips touch her skin. Fingers at his chest squeeze around his wet shirt and she arches into him, silently begging him to kiss and roam further.
His voice is a low, temptatious rumble in her ear. All the fire from before reignites again in an instant and her mind can't quite make a decision other than that she wants him, wants to please him. And he wanted her in his bed - or she would've had him right there on the island.
When he pulls back to ask her, she mostly lets him go. But the hand still at his belt pulls him along, towards his room. "You want me in your bed," she says, smiling back at him as she leads the way, "so that's where you'll have me."
She reaches the edge of the bed and stops to face him, to reign him in by his belt. "But first..." Her hands busy to completely undo his belt, the buttons of his shorts. Without waiting, she pushes her hand beneath them and lets out a shuddering breath when she feels his cock, "..I want to have you." Her other hand wraps over one of his hips to keep him close, to offer her own support.
His voice is a low, temptatious rumble in her ear. All the fire from before reignites again in an instant and her mind can't quite make a decision other than that she wants him, wants to please him. And he wanted her in his bed - or she would've had him right there on the island.
When he pulls back to ask her, she mostly lets him go. But the hand still at his belt pulls him along, towards his room. "You want me in your bed," she says, smiling back at him as she leads the way, "so that's where you'll have me."
She reaches the edge of the bed and stops to face him, to reign him in by his belt. "But first..." Her hands busy to completely undo his belt, the buttons of his shorts. Without waiting, she pushes her hand beneath them and lets out a shuddering breath when she feels his cock, "..I want to have you." Her other hand wraps over one of his hips to keep him close, to offer her own support.
the moon lives
in the lining of your skin
in the lining of your skin
