( Though complacent agreement instead of the full promise she desires, his words are enough to quell the unease in her stomach and mind as she feels their vibration against her lips. The sensation sends a shiver bolting down her spine and elicits a small whimper through her nose as she presses her lips against his. Her hand shifts from holding his chin to cradling the back of his head, the long threads of his hair entangled between the webbing of her fingers as they splay for better support.
With anxiety and fear beginning to dissipate at his words, no longer a weight within the depths of her stomach, something else begins to take their place — the fires of desire and want, now beginning to burn within her core as he stokes them back to life.
As he grasps at her, fingers sinking into the back of her thigh as he pulls himself closer to her, she wonders when the last time she felt truly desired and wanted was. It feels like a lifetime ago, as she can barely remember it. Even then, those memories cannot hold a candle to the promise of what is to come she feels pouring from him.
The teasing fingers on his leg reward him with their full touch, shifting to shape to the curve of his breeches, pressing and palming against his hardness while her lips move hungrily against his — her tongue daring to steal a taste of him. )
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With anxiety and fear beginning to dissipate at his words, no longer a weight within the depths of her stomach, something else begins to take their place — the fires of desire and want, now beginning to burn within her core as he stokes them back to life.
As he grasps at her, fingers sinking into the back of her thigh as he pulls himself closer to her, she wonders when the last time she felt truly desired and wanted was. It feels like a lifetime ago, as she can barely remember it. Even then, those memories cannot hold a candle to the promise of what is to come she feels pouring from him.
The teasing fingers on his leg reward him with their full touch, shifting to shape to the curve of his breeches, pressing and palming against his hardness while her lips move hungrily against his — her tongue daring to steal a taste of him. )