[Finally. She might have groaned that against his mouth.
The look in his eyes disconcerts her just a little. It's not that frightening detachment he gets sometimes, but she doesn't know what to make of it. She clenches around him and drags her nails hard down his chest, leaving a trail of angry red marks on his body, trying to drag him back down with her.]
action;
The look in his eyes disconcerts her just a little. It's not that frightening detachment he gets sometimes, but she doesn't know what to make of it. She clenches around him and drags her nails hard down his chest, leaving a trail of angry red marks on his body, trying to drag him back down with her.]