Lust

They fell to the bed, clinging to each other – tugging at clothes, tangling themselves limb over limb. And she was warm, inviting, invigorating. Those curves, those breathy sighs, how her skin ignited under his touch… and how it brought him ever further in. Her eyes glittered and she trailed kisses along his collarbone, then lower and lower, along his sides, across his stomach. Then, coyly, she slid her tongue over a hipbone…

“Oh, you’re such a fuckin’ tease.”

She laughed at that, leaning in, coming close and purposely pressing against the warmth. Nibbling at his ear, making him squirm, she grinned to herself as she purred, “And don’t you just love it.”