[What could have been passed off as a mistake will now be solidified as a habit; he's addicting and she's not going to be able to let this go. As his mouth moves over hers, she memorizes the way he kisses her, something that she has no business doing. The way his hands feel will fuel her dreams for a very long time and she arches into that touch, still moving under him as if he's going to start all over again.
She hopes he does.
There's nothing in that moment she wants more than to be unable to walk in the morning. She wants it more than she wants to breathe. She wants him to roll her back over, leave another set of handprints on her ass and push into her again and again until she's unable to remember her own name. Until she's so exhausted she can't remember what it was that started this whole evening.
Right now? She does. She remembers the video he sent and the way it sounded when he moaned her name. Now she's heard it in person and it's seared there, in her memory, forever. She'll definitely have to return the favor. For now, though, she'll lift her hips against his and kiss him deeply, silently begging him to continue, if he can.]
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She hopes he does.
There's nothing in that moment she wants more than to be unable to walk in the morning. She wants it more than she wants to breathe. She wants him to roll her back over, leave another set of handprints on her ass and push into her again and again until she's unable to remember her own name. Until she's so exhausted she can't remember what it was that started this whole evening.
Right now? She does. She remembers the video he sent and the way it sounded when he moaned her name. Now she's heard it in person and it's seared there, in her memory, forever. She'll definitely have to return the favor. For now, though, she'll lift her hips against his and kiss him deeply, silently begging him to continue, if he can.]