[ He pauses again, lifting his head to study her. The frustration and the impatience are coming off her in waves, and it shows in the way she’s completely tongue-tied, that near constant stream of words dammed up.
He offers a slow, solemn nod, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly as he smothers his smirk.
Drier than a desert: ]
Compelling.
[ He drops a quick, gentle kiss to her breast; when he speaks again, he doesn’t pull back, letting his lips brush gently against her sensitive skin. ]
no subject
He offers a slow, solemn nod, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly as he smothers his smirk.
Drier than a desert: ]
Compelling.
[ He drops a quick, gentle kiss to her breast; when he speaks again, he doesn’t pull back, letting his lips brush gently against her sensitive skin. ]
Do you want me to stop?