Evie
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
“I’ll hold you to that,” she manages to huff out in the scent moments before she’s distracted. They’ve safely entered the bedroom, it seems, and though her legs tighten around him at first when he begins to lower her down - reluctant to part from his body so soon - they soon obligingly release. He is a vision standing tall between her knees, pupils blown and hands covetous. It’s a sufficient replacement for now.
Copper hair spilling across the sheets like errant flames, the Evergreen shudders to hear his voice growl the command, hands already jumping to obey. An arch of her back, a flex of her arms, and she lets the shirt land wherever it desires. Far too focused on returning her hands to his own waist, pulling just as demandingly on his own shirt. “You now,” she commands urgently, fingers tracing the line of his pelvis that disappears agonizingly into his waistband where she cannot yet follow. Her bare stomach trembles with the force of the fire in her veins, keeping her warm even as they shed their clothes.
Copper hair spilling across the sheets like errant flames, the Evergreen shudders to hear his voice growl the command, hands already jumping to obey. An arch of her back, a flex of her arms, and she lets the shirt land wherever it desires. Far too focused on returning her hands to his own waist, pulling just as demandingly on his own shirt. “You now,” she commands urgently, fingers tracing the line of his pelvis that disappears agonizingly into his waistband where she cannot yet follow. Her bare stomach trembles with the force of the fire in her veins, keeping her warm even as they shed their clothes.
Or did you just never want to be alone?
