honey, i rose up from the dead. i do it all the time
He’s lucky it isn’t as overwhelming this time, being able to enjoy the feel of her against him, the strokes her hand takes, the kisses pressed to his throat. She tells him to touch her and readjusts, and he’s more than happy to oblige, even if he stutters for a fraction with the feel of her sinking down inch by inch onto his cock. There’s a muscle that trembles in his neck, the breathy groan that leaves him, one hand remaining at her breast and flicking along her nipple while the other drifts lower and lower, taking its time to reach her, running along her dips and curves in her skin, until he finds her clit again.
Her hips roll slowly and it’s almost painfully slow as he shivers beneath her, sucking down an unnecessary breath before his hips roll into hers, breaking up the rhythm she’s picked for something a bit more fast paced. “Isla—” He cuts himself off to take another breath, chin tilting up a fraction as he watches her, trying to figure out his words again. “You’re incredible.” His voice is hoarse, but his blue gaze smolders and his skin is flushed with silver opalescence, rocking his hips into hers again.
Her hips roll slowly and it’s almost painfully slow as he shivers beneath her, sucking down an unnecessary breath before his hips roll into hers, breaking up the rhythm she’s picked for something a bit more fast paced. “Isla—” He cuts himself off to take another breath, chin tilting up a fraction as he watches her, trying to figure out his words again. “You’re incredible.” His voice is hoarse, but his blue gaze smolders and his skin is flushed with silver opalescence, rocking his hips into hers again.
VARUS
