"Then I guess we better keep going," I say, leaning in to kiss her again. And again. The feel of her fingers wavering at my stomach makes me want to hurry her on so I can feel the heat of her small hands against my skin, or simply shove her back on the table, claiming her with a few swift thrusts like the monster that I am, but this is for her, her time. I don't want to scare her. She's only just now recovering. I won't hurt her. I can't help being hard, but I can help going too far. Being a monster.
"Go on," I murmur next to her ear, mouthing along her neck and jaw. Yes, vampire here, hello, neck fetish. "Whatever you want, Tara," I whisper against her skin. Whatever you want, I think to myself. She can have it. I wouldn't begrudge her. I don't know how in this short amount of time that I've gotten so addicted to having her around, but I have, and I want to have her thoroughly, completely.
My hands slide up under her top, hands splaying over her back to get more heat, rucking up her pajamas to get to more skin. "Can I take this off?" I ask, still trying to restrain myself, trying to keep things slow for her. My hands slide around her sides, thumbs dragging beneath the curves of her breasts. "Want you," I murmur.
His kiss makes my skin feel like someone waved a match over it, the way his fingers move over me making my knees feel like they wouldn't hold me up.
I listen to his words and whimper softly as I let my fingers explore his chest. My nails scrape over his sides and I'm rewarded with a low growl in my ear, causing me to gasp and squirm in his arms.
Almost like a slow motion movie he asks to pull the top from my pajamas off, his fingers are cool against the underside of my breasts and my breath hitches when I hear his words. My tongue runs over my bottom lip and I nod, leaning in to kiss him gently.
We break apart as he takes my top off, leaving me standing in the kitchen with shorts and a bra. My fingers finally open the last button on his shirt and in turn I slowly slip it down his shoulders, tugging it off and watching it pool at our feet and tangling it's self with my top.
My eyes watch as Angel's hands move over my skin, my arms and down to my sides. I anxiously bite my lip and mimic his movements and move my fingers over his skin 'til they find themselves tangled in his hair. I pull him down and kiss him gently...at first. The kiss deepens until I am almost out of breath, when I finally pull away I whisper Angel's words back at him. "I want you, Angel."
"Go on," I murmur next to her ear, mouthing along her neck and jaw. Yes, vampire here, hello, neck fetish. "Whatever you want, Tara," I whisper against her skin. Whatever you want, I think to myself. She can have it. I wouldn't begrudge her. I don't know how in this short amount of time that I've gotten so addicted to having her around, but I have, and I want to have her thoroughly, completely.
My hands slide up under her top, hands splaying over her back to get more heat, rucking up her pajamas to get to more skin. "Can I take this off?" I ask, still trying to restrain myself, trying to keep things slow for her. My hands slide around her sides, thumbs dragging beneath the curves of her breasts. "Want you," I murmur.
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I listen to his words and whimper softly as I let my fingers explore his chest. My nails scrape over his sides and I'm rewarded with a low growl in my ear, causing me to gasp and squirm in his arms.
Almost like a slow motion movie he asks to pull the top from my pajamas off, his fingers are cool against the underside of my breasts and my breath hitches when I hear his words. My tongue runs over my bottom lip and I nod, leaning in to kiss him gently.
We break apart as he takes my top off, leaving me standing in the kitchen with shorts and a bra. My fingers finally open the last button on his shirt and in turn I slowly slip it down his shoulders, tugging it off and watching it pool at our feet and tangling it's self with my top.
My eyes watch as Angel's hands move over my skin, my arms and down to my sides. I anxiously bite my lip and mimic his movements and move my fingers over his skin 'til they find themselves tangled in his hair. I pull him down and kiss him gently...at first. The kiss deepens until I am almost out of breath, when I finally pull away I whisper Angel's words back at him. "I want you, Angel."
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