It wasn’t often that she gave herself over to him so completely, that she let him be the one in total control for so long, but tonight was different. She had finally told him she loved him, allowed the possibility of spending more time here with him, and accepted that, if there was such a thing, they were made for each other. It had been an evening of revelations so far, and maybe she should be afraid of what was to come next, but instead of leaving her feeling vulnerable she actually felt happy, maybe even a little relieved, and excited for what was to come for them.
Her breathing was still sharp, short, and she only now noticed the thing sheen of sweat that had broken out over her body. Every noise he made against her just made her feel empowered, that he was getting so worked up just pleasing her, just seeing and feeling how she reacted.
She was definitely going to make all of this up to him later.
When he slowly slid his finger inside of her she sucked in a sharp breath before moaning loudly as he eased deeper inside. Throwing her head back against the cushion she cursed breathlessly in Russian, her body arching and trembling against him of its own accord. His voice drew her back and she forced herself to raise her head, to meet his eyes, her own so dark and dilated.
“Yes, I want this. All of this. Want...” she replied, her words tapering off into another moan but she made herself hold his gaze. “Want you.” Any way and anywhere he wanted her.
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Date: 2013-10-01 09:24 pm (UTC)From:Her breathing was still sharp, short, and she only now noticed the thing sheen of sweat that had broken out over her body. Every noise he made against her just made her feel empowered, that he was getting so worked up just pleasing her, just seeing and feeling how she reacted.
She was definitely going to make all of this up to him later.
When he slowly slid his finger inside of her she sucked in a sharp breath before moaning loudly as he eased deeper inside. Throwing her head back against the cushion she cursed breathlessly in Russian, her body arching and trembling against him of its own accord. His voice drew her back and she forced herself to raise her head, to meet his eyes, her own so dark and dilated.
“Yes, I want this. All of this. Want...” she replied, her words tapering off into another moan but she made herself hold his gaze. “Want you.” Any way and anywhere he wanted her.