Maeve
A choice is made and her lips are claimed by his all over again after he takes his fill from her throat. She can't help the hiss of breath that is pulled from her as he nips at her bottom lip, tugging it between his teeth, drawing her closer with the movement. Her back arches, hips rocking forward as he guides them, setting a slow pace. Her hands slip up his chest to his shoulders. One finding its way into his curls, tightening at the nape of his neck, and the other clings to his shoulder. Her nails bite into his skin there, leaving crescent moon marks in place where his tattoos once were, giving him something new to wear there for now.
Her eyes flutter open, lips parting as a moan is pulled from her chest, lodging in her throat only to be knocked out by his next thrust. Jade meets steel, searching there for what he wants to hear, trying her best to string the words together. She doesn't give him what he wants right away. No, that would be too easy.
"What do you want to hear, Jata? That I think about each time we've been like this? That when I touch myself this is in my head?" She teases, lips twitching into a smirk, but it falters as he hits that deep spot inside of her that makes her see stars.
Her eyes flutter open, lips parting as a moan is pulled from her chest, lodging in her throat only to be knocked out by his next thrust. Jade meets steel, searching there for what he wants to hear, trying her best to string the words together. She doesn't give him what he wants right away. No, that would be too easy.
"What do you want to hear, Jata? That I think about each time we've been like this? That when I touch myself this is in my head?" She teases, lips twitching into a smirk, but it falters as he hits that deep spot inside of her that makes her see stars.
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
