28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 1, 2011 15:17:20 GMT 2
His eyes opened when her hand smoothed over his cheek toward his neck, his lips parting slightly when her other hand found it's way under his shirt. Her touch was simple and soft, and he had missed it, her, more than he could miss anything in the world. A soft smile crossed his face at her words. She still loved him.. but his smile barely lasted, he could hear the 'but' coming even before it slipped out of her mouth. He couldn't not go back, he could never not go back to her.. Even if she rejected him every which way possible, his heart would always remain set on her, broken or not.
His jaws constricted when she turned her eyes from him, and his brow furrowed as she moved.. He had used up all his chances, hadn't he. Even after he had all but dropped to his knees in front of her, even after she had told him she loved him.. it wasn't enough, and she was still no longer his. Fuck..
He let out a sigh before her body pressed against his, and he was almost shocked when it was her who pressed her lips against his. But not for long.. He let out a soft moan as his hand smoothed through her hair when he deepened the kiss even more, the other trailing over the curves of her body, memorizing each one of them like they had many times before. Both hands moved slowly to the sides her neck while he pressed another soft kiss to her lips before his own brushed over her jawline.
"Is this you telling me not to walk.." He whispered in her ear before his lips caressed her sensitive skin below as he breathed in her scent.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 1, 2011 15:28:06 GMT 2
Sitting here, like this, pressed against him, his hands smoothing over her body as her own smoothed further up his back, she could pretended things hadn’t gone so shitty between them, that he hadn’t broken her heart, and that she didn’t have someone waiting for her, that there wasn’t a man expecting her. Her neck arched at the feel of his hot breath against his skin, his words making her shiver, fingers tangling themselves through his hair “This is me saying apparently I cant walk away” Biting the inside of her lip she let out a trembling breath.
Could she do it though, go back to him, return to normal, return to the way they were before everything had gone to shit. No who was she kidding there was no way in fucking hell she could do that, she wasn’t the same person, and neither was she. Both had gone through changes and both of them had tried pushing those changes away, instead of embracing them, it was what tore the apart.
Licking her lips she pulled away from him, shifting until she was sat facing him, her fingers smoothing through his hair before moving to rest against his cheeks, swallowing she draw her lower lip between her teeth. “What now?” She whispered softly…what now, now wasn’t that a loaded question, now she’d have to return to Jeremy and let him know what had happened, break his heart. Because even if her and Jack didn’t work out the way they thought, or he changed his mind, she now knew she couldn’t put Jeremy through it, that her heart belonged to Jack, and probably always would.
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 1, 2011 16:18:32 GMT 2
"What now.." He smiled softly as he brushed his fingers through her hair. "That is up to you.." He whispered, though he knew what his answer was, he knew what he wanted. He wanted her back, try and make it work between them this time, no.. he would make it fucking work, if she let him. He wasn't the one who had someone else waiting for him. Natassia was a good lay, an easy way to forget what he clearly couldn't forget, but nothing else.. He'd only been selfish ass with her.
"I'm not going to pretend nothing happened three months ago anymore.. I'm not going to let it eat away at me anymore. It happened, and I'm done with it." He whispered as he lifted his hand, gently brushing the pad of his thumb over her lip. "And I love you too freaking much to keep walking away from this, us.." And he could only hope it was enough for her. He knew he wasn't perfect, far from, and he had screwed up more than once. But he had never done it out of a bad heart, he had never done it because he didn't love her, or cared about her.. It was always quite the opposite, as stupid as that might be.
"But I can't make this choice for you, just like I shouldn't have made the choice for you to end things. I was just.." Drunk, stupid, out of his mind.. Alcohol had been easier than dealing in the short run, but disastrous in the longer run. He always learned the hard way, and this had been the hardest lesson he ever had to learn.. He was beyond miserable when he truly no longer had her.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 1, 2011 16:34:02 GMT 2
Her choice, it was down to her to decide, how fair was that, she had no choice when had ended it and now she did she knew she’d be breaking someone’s heart, his or Jer’s how was that a choice. Her head tilted to the side, eyes drifting closed at the feel of his thumb brushing over her lip, a tremble shooting through her body. “People change” She whispered, dark eye-opening to look at him, hell she knew she had, three months and she had changed the most, drawing her lower lip between her teeth.
“So I have to choice between the man I know if I tried I could love, or you, the man I love, with all my heart” Sighing she brushed a hand through his hair, resting her head against his, “You hurt me so much” She whispered, a tear slipping from the corner of her eye. Her heart felt like it was breaking all over again, knowing no matter what she was hurting someone, something she had promised never to do.
“He fixed me when no one else could” She muttered dark eyes wondering over his face, “And god knows how many times I wished it was you, wished it was all you” Swallowing down the emotions she let out a soft breath. “Either way I cant go back to him, not now” She lifted her dark eyes, but could she go back to him, “We cant go back to what we were Jack, there’s no point in trying” Her finger brushed over his cheek.
“We can try though, a fresh start, like we should have done instead of pushing each other away”
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 1, 2011 17:27:38 GMT 2
His eyes closed briefly as he nodded at her words. Yeah, people changed.. He was always good at pretending he didn't, but god knew he had, more than he could and would ever admit. But one thing he could not deny, his love for her hadn't changed. Every time he had tried to get her off of his mind he failed. He wanted her and he knew he had no right asking of her what he did, make a choice, when he was the one who had screwed it up, but.. fuck it, fuck Jeremy. He had no problem kicking his ass if he had to.
"Than don't, don't go back to him.. I don't want you to. I know I hurt you, but you shouldn't have to try and love someone.. I fucking love you, Faye." He didn't know what else he could say, or do.. He didn't like to beg, but he'd fall down on his knees right here and now in front of her, be corny as hell if he thought it would help. Yeah he had changed. His head leaned in to her touch before he lifted his hand to rest on hers. He wasn't asking to go back to what they were, because she was right.. they were no longer the same they were then.
"So we'll try, start slow.. different than before, I don't care. But I can't loose you, Faye.." He whispered before he pressed another needy kiss to her lips. He wasn't about to let that taste of hers disappear from his lips and tongue any time soon, just as he wasn't about to let her disappear from his life without a fight.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 1, 2011 18:23:40 GMT 2
Drawing her lower lip between her teeth she nodded her head, she had to admit that he had changed, he was stood in front of her all but begging to have her back, that he wanted her, the word that had been so hard slipping from his lips was now coming out so naturally, it felt good, freeing almost, she finally knew what he felt, how he felt about her. Smiling her dark eyes sparkled as she looked at him,
With a nod she let out a breath as he pulled her tightly towards him, her fingers laced through his hair, tugging him tightly to her, this time it grew, quicker then before, an almost needy heat sparkled between them. “Okay” She whispered with a nod of her head, who was she kidding she couldn’t turn away from him, not yet and especially now. Sighing she licked her lips and draw him into another kiss.
“So how do you wanna do this Jack” She questioned, she knew she’d have to go back to Jeremy, to end it, it was something she didn’t want to do, something she didn’t wanan see, the look on his face, swallowing she bit the inside of her lip, dark eyes sparkling as she looked up at him, her heart was hammering beneath her chest, in a way he had only ever accomplished, god if she didn’t love him. She had no idea how long slow would last between them, after all they knew each other, so freaking well. “I want you….I missed you Jack”
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 1, 2011 22:44:50 GMT 2
"Whatever feels right.." He mumbled as his hands trailed down over her sides to move to her hips. He softly tugged hers against his as he stood between her legs, his fingers softly massaging her thighs. Touching her wherever and whatever way he could felt right, more than right.. But he had said slow, hadn't he? Whatever slow meant between them anyway. They had never taken it slow before.
He smiled fully at her next words. She had no idea how much he had wanted to hear those from her, and she had no idea how much they chipped away at the meaning of the word 'slow' for him. "I missed you, too, baby." He drew his tongue over his lower lip as he held his ground against his hormones.. for now, which was goddamn difficult the longer he touched her, the longer he looked at her.
"You drive me crazy, you're so beautiful.." He smiled softly, this time biting his lower lip painfully as a soft groan left him. They were in a underground parking garage for crying out loud. He had no problem with public places, as he had proven many times before, but this was her work, and he was pretty damned sure her colleagues wouldn't appreciate it if he took her right here on the hood of her car. And aside from that.. slow, right?
"We should probably get out of here.." He whispered, but he made no attempt to move just yet. He was almost afraid he'd wake up if he did, and this was just another one of his alcohol induced dreams. God knew he'd already had plenty of those before.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 1, 2011 22:58:48 GMT 2
What ever felt right, right now what felt right was his hands, gliding over her curves like they had done millions of times, then they were resting against her hips and she felt the tug of her body being pulled towards him, she didn’t fight it, she went willingly, one leg hooking up to keep him there, dark eyes locked on his face, watching the emotions playing across them. He seemed lighter almost, yet there was this cautious nature about him.
A soft smile tugged the corner of her lips at her words, a part of her didn’t believe this was happening, perhaps this was the dream she’d had the day before, this very scene and any second it was going to be ripped away from her, but the longer she sat in font of him, pressed against him the more she knew, this was it, it was happening.
Her breath caught in her throat, could see it in his eyes, the want the need, slow…hell it was just wasn’t going to happen between them, slow had never happened between them, they had jumped in hot and heavy and they were going to do the exact same thing Licking her lips she looked around, smirking softly at his next words.
Something in the back of her mind prickled though she had a date with Jer back at his place, she had to tell him, let him know yet her mind was focused on Jack, “Where do you have in mind” She whispered having dismissed the top of her car, or the back seat of his or hers, she was actually surprised none of her colleagues had walked in on them as of yet.
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 2, 2011 14:18:57 GMT 2
Those three months, the weeks without her.. they all seemed nothing more than a bad and distant dream now, a fucking nightmare that had finally come to an end. "With you.." He smiled softly before he leaned closer to her once more, his hand slowly following the curve of that long slender leg she had hooked around him. "..I could go anywhere." He whispered in her ear, his lips brushing gently over her skin. The longer he felt her warmth against him, the more it had his blood rushing away from his brain. He could barely think straight anymore, and it showed as his breathing became a little less.. controlled, even if it was barely noticeable,
"But we can go wherever you want.." He murmured against her neck, placing a kiss there as his hand found it's way under the hem of her top once more, his fingers drawing soft circles on the small of her back. As much as he wanted her here, now, he wanted it to be her choice and not his. He had put her in a difficult place showing up the way he had, and dropping this bomb on her.. He could wait a little bit longer if he had to, and he didn't care where they went as long as she was with him and not that.. guy, he still owed a beating to. He wasn't sorry for wanting her back, he was just damned glad he wasn't too late..
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 2, 2011 14:35:32 GMT 2
A tremble went through her body as his hand smoothed over the curve of her leg, his breath hot against her neck, words whispered and inviting, his lips soft against the skin of her neck Her eyes drifted closed at the feelings he always managed to pull from her, licking her lips her eyes drifted open, turning dark eyes onto his face, a soft smile tugging the corners of her lips.
Any where it was so inviting, so tempting, any where she wanted, she didn’t care, not really she wanted to stay there with him, stay in his arms, with him looking at her the way he was, touching her, he caught the hitch in his breathing, the slight increase, this was just as difficult for him as it was becoming for her, it was an almost needy feeling.
Warmth slipped over her back his fingers smoothing circles on her skin, dark eyes turned hooded with desire as she pulled him into another kiss, tugging him tighter against her, as her body started sliding backwards, tugging him down on top of her, until she caught herself, no she couldn’t do this, not here. Pulling away from him, her own breaths were slightly laboured as she watched him, “I wanna go home” She whispered, fingers brushing over his cheek.
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 2, 2011 18:57:46 GMT 2
His brow furrowed slightly as he looked at her, one hand still resting on her thigh while the other stayed on the small of her back. She wanted to go home.. It was an embarrassment what had become of the place. After she left he hadn't bothered with anything anymore, and the mess pretty much resembled how he felt, or had felt.. He still had a hard time believing this was real, and she really was back in his arms, without having to pinch himself every other minute. He took in a long breath before he softly nodded his head. It was where she wanted to go, and he'd be damned if he'd deny her anything.
"So we'll go home.. But I'll apologize now, I haven't been in the best of moods." He mumbled as a half smiled crossed his face. He stepped back just enough to give her room to slip from the hood of her car and stand on her feet before his hand lifted to cup her chin. They were rushing in to it again, and he wanted it. The faster he could have her back completely, the better, but there was just one thing he needed to make clear before they probably had to separate to take their own cars.
"I love you, you know that, right?..I mean, I know I have been fickle with us in the past, but no more.. I really do want you." He whispered as he brushed his thumb over her lip before placing a lingering kiss there.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 2, 2011 19:20:44 GMT 2
There was a hesitation in his movements that had her heart racing in panic, this was it, the moment he realized what he had done, what he had said, and back peddled so quickly her head was going to spin and she was going to end up being alone, without Jack, and without Jeremy. Swallowing she let out a breath, dark eyes sparkling as she watched him, almost sighing with relief when he nodded his head. A soft laugh fell from her lips, so that was the problem, without her around he had resorted to well nothing, she could imagine now the mess, the bottles of beer, vodka anything he could get his hands on.
He shifted away from her and she was instantly left alone before her feet touched the floor and he was touching her again, his hand lifted cupping her chin, dark eyes locked on his clear blue ones. His words made her smile and tear all up at the same time, pressing herself against him at his words. “you have me” She whispered, “In any way you want” She whispered pressing a soft kiss to his lips once more before pulling away from him, she didn’t want to, didn’t want to stop touching him, more then afraid that if she did hed realize what he was doing and would run.
Swallowing she tilted her head “Ill see you at home?” She questioned raising a brow as she looked at him, with his nod she slipped into her car composing herself before pulling from her pace.
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 3, 2011 15:41:04 GMT 2
After both their car doors fell shut, he moved closer to her, his smile slowly growing in to a grin with every large step he took. She was here, she was really here. He let out a soft laugh as he lifted her up, pressing his lips against hers as his hands moved down to hook and then support her legs around his waist. He hadn't been this happy since the day he had proposed to her, when she had said yes, and when everything was still normal-ish.
"Damn, baby.. I missed you so fucking much." He managed to murmur somewhere along the kiss as he carried her to the front door. He pressed her between him and the wood behind her, his lips never leaving hers as one hand frantically searched for the keys in his pocket. He had no intention of letting her go anytime soon, and he'd be damned if he'd stop tasting her or touching her. All that lost time..
He finally found his keys, and opened the door before he let her sink down to her own two feet. Both hands remained on her hips as he rested his forehead against hers, humming softly when he felt the warmth of her body against his through two layers of clothing. He smiled as he slowly backed her up further in to the house. If he hadn't missed that, their home, not just his.. it had felt empty without her there, just like his heart had.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 3, 2011 15:50:20 GMT 2
Her door had barely shut before his hands were wrapping around her, effectively pulling her up and against his body, with a smile her legs lifted, hooking around his waist, as their lips found each others. God she had missed this, oh she had missed his lips, missed the feel of him, his taste, hell she had just missed him. Fingers smoothed through his hair as her back was pressed against the wood of their door, his fumbling fingers making her sigh against his lips, she just wanted in, she wanted him, finally the door was open and she felt herself sliding down his body, feet touching the floor, her fingers gliding over his face, and through his hair.
“I missed you to” Drawing her lower lip between her teeth she allowed herself to relish it all. She was there, with him, they could hopefully put everything behind them and finally just be peaceful, with one and another, together. Smiling she pressed a needy kiss to his lips, tugging him tightly against her, she wanted to feel every part of him.
“Upstairs” She stated breathlessly, every fibre in her being calling out to him, she wanted him, every part of him, she pulled away from him only enough to take his hand, a soft smile tugging the corners of her lips as she tugged him upstairs, she didn’t move far though, keeping herself close to him as she moved upstairs backwards, pressing a kiss against his lips.
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 3, 2011 18:04:52 GMT 2
He hummed his approval against her lips as his free hand moved to undo the buckle of his belt on their way to the stairs. His pants was kicked off completely when they reached the top before he moved on to hers, his lips still not leaving hers. He yanked her jeans down her hips as he backed her up toward the bed, his fingers working against the buttons of her blouse, starting at the top and moving their way down. He hungered to feel her skin against his more than he ever had, and whoever invented the usage of clothes needed to be shot at this point.
Finally the last button gave way and he pushed the fabric off of her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor behind her before his own shirt followed. One hand moved to her ass, tugging her groin against his hard one while the other lifted to push a strand of her hair behind her ear as he smiled softly. He wanted her fast, while at the same time he wanted it to last in case.. He shook the thought from his mind. No, he had her again.. there was no in case.
He slowly guided the both of them down on to the bed, his hand smoothing over her leg to hook it around his hip as he moved himself between her legs. A soft moan fell from him as his lips found hers passionately once more. God, he loved everything about her. The way she tasted, felt.. nothing short of perfect.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 3, 2011 18:15:46 GMT 2
She watched him, his fingers working effortlessly at his buckle, his jeans thrown down the stairs as his hands made short work of her own, moving backwards and kicking away her trousers, her legs hit the bed and she dropped down, tugging him with her. Her lips moved against his as his hands worked her buttons undone and then her shirt fell from her body as her own fingers smoothed over the skin of his stomach and back, fingers pulling up his top, only leaving his lips to pull free his top. Dark eyes sparkled as she looked up at him a soft breath leaving her lips as his fingers glided over her face.
A trembling breath fell from her lips as his hands smoothed down her smooth leg hooking it over his hip, with him pressed against her legs, she felt alive, she felt whole once more. Her fingers smoothed up the plains of his back, before moving down, tugging at the only fabric that still separated them, her lips moved down from his lips, to his jaw, down to his neck, slowly working the sensitive spot she knew got him every time. “I” Kiss “Want” Kiss “You” She whispered breathlessly, her teeth grazing against his skin, dark eyes sparkling as she tugged down the fabric, hips lifting from the bed beneath her to grind herself against him.
She wanted to feel him again, needed to feel him, to remind herself how much she had missed him, and how she wasn’t going to loose him any time soon, “Now” She breathed against his lips,
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 3, 2011 20:03:02 GMT 2
His fingers dug softly in to her thigh when she hit that sensitive spot she knew how to work so well. She hadn't forgotten.. Her hips ground in to him, and with her added words he nearly lost the little bit of control he had left. Holy hell he wanted her, he wanted to hear her moans, her pants, he wanted to hear his name slip off of her lips like it had done many times before.
The last piece of fabric between them disappeared, and his hands were almost rough on her hips as he adjusted, finding that right angle before he pushed inside of her. He began slow, and a soft moan left him as his head lowered to the crook of her neck, his teeth grazing over the soft skin there. She felt amazing under him, the way her body responded to him and his responded to her was as perfect as it always had been.
He shifted before he put a little more force behind his thrusts, going for that spot he knew had her screaming as one hand smoothed up the side of her body. He reclaimed her lips, his teeth nipping softly at her lower while his hand found her breast, kneading the firm flesh softly. He loved her, and it became more and more apparent in every motion, every touch, every ragged breath she pulled from him. How he had ever let her go was beyond him, he had been stupid, out of his mind, but it didn't matter anymore now..
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 3, 2011 20:56:11 GMT 2
A soft groan fell from her lips as his fingers dug into her thighs as her teeth grazed over his neck, hitting the spot that drove him wild each and every time, a soft smirk crossed over her lips as her hips lifted so he could pull away the remaining fabric, separating what both of them so desperately wanted. Her hips were already covered in finger sized bruises, and as his fingers grip her hips, she knew they’d be even worse when this was all over. Then he was inside of her and a soft sigh escaped her lips as her fingers dug into his back, her leg hooking him closer towards hers.
Pleasure shot through her body, tingling down her spin as she connected with him in every way she remembered they had before. Her hips lifted, meeting his, slow and effective, fingers slowly trailing down his spine, smoothing over the contours of his back as the angle shifted and another moan fell from her lips.
A cry of pleasure left her lips as the angle and speed shifted once more, breath fell from her lips, his lifted with force to meet his thrust head on. She lost herself in the kiss, remembering how much she loved him, how much she needed him, how much she had missed this.
Arching her back further into her body a gasp fell from her lips, smirking softly, she used the leg hooked around him to push over, pressing his back into the bed beneath them. Licking her lips she bent, pressing herself against him as her own hips moved against his, “I love you” She whispered against his lips, with a soft kiss she lifted, arching her back in pleasure, long locks of dark hair trailing down her back, as her nails dug into his chest.
|
|
28
Years Old
Taken by Piper Blair
Mitsubishi EVO X, AO
What's the point of being an outlaw when you've got responsibilities?
1,673 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Jack O'Conner on May 3, 2011 22:21:05 GMT 2
His back hit the bed before he even realized they were changing positions, and he smirked softly as she started to ride him instead. This was what he loved the most, her on top, the view she gave him this way beautiful and breathtaking. His hands smoothed over the soft skin of her sides before they trailed toward her back to undo the clasp of her bra and pulled it away, leaving truly nothing but skin between them now as he tossed it aside.
His hands moved to cup her breasts, allowing his thumbs to brush over her nipples, instantly feeling them react when they perked up under his touch. She leaned forward and he could feel them graze over his bare chest with each movement when their lips met once more. "I love you, too." He whispered breathlessly, his lips parting with pleasure when her nails dug painfully in to his chest. He grabbed her ass with both hands, pushing his hips up in to her as he pushed her further on to him with every movement. He could barely think anymore as another moan left him. Only she could do this to him, draw these mind blowing feelings out of his body so easily, and he didn't want it to end, not by a long shot.
He pulled her down once more, his breath hot and panting against her glistening skin as he nipped at her neck, tasting the slight saltiness there. She shifted again and he couldn't help his fingers digging in to her flesh once more. "God, baby." He groaned in pleasure. But god had nothing to do with it, just him and her and nothing else between them.
|
|
Years Old
Scars run skin deep
2,499 POSTS & Offline
|
Post by Faye Perez on May 3, 2011 22:35:01 GMT 2
Her nipples reacted to his thumbs brushing over them, drawing a quivering in take of breath, her body arching into to his tender touch, dark eyes fluttering open to gaze down at him, with lust filled eyes, the corner of one side of her mouth quirking up ever so slightly before she was bending forward, his words making her smile, the skin of his chest brushing against her own, a ripple of pleasure crawling down her spine.
His hips lifted pushing into her, and her body pressed down, clenching around him as a soft moan fell from her lips, followed by a louder one when she shifted slightly to the left, once more she was pulled down on her own lips found his neck, lips pressing softly against his tender skin before teeth grazed over, his words making her loose control for just a moment. Swallowing down another moan, her eyes drifted closed, fingers of one hand digging into the pillow her other hand working down his arm to entwine her fingers with his.
“Oh god Jack” Tingling pleasure rippled through her body, biting the inside of her lip against the pleasure washing through her body she moved back up his neck, raining kisses over his jaw before finding his lips, drawing his lower lip between her teeth, she nipped at it gently, dark eyes sparkling with desire, her breath now nothing more then needy pants as she watched the reactions crossing over his face, the moans, the squeezes of his hands into her skin.
This…there wasn’t words to describe it, it was perfect he was perfect, everything had come together and they were finally what they had been all those months before, only so much better.
|
|