[Somewhere past her hair line Jacob's hand gets tangled in the thick array of blonde waves that fall past her shoulders. The hand opposite is occupied with the small of her back as he places biting kisses to the sides of her throat and neck.]
[Her head tips aside, fingers reaching up to the nape of his neck, splaying outward pressing softly. She wanted to pull him in, closer, more of him, but in the moment she was content with the sharpness against her skin.]
[Jacob's more than happy in scoping out her body with wet kisses and sucking bruises into the side of her neck. His fingers are a little grabbing, there at her hair and her sides. It's been a while, and he's eager for it.]
[She takes in a breath, arching into his body, letting out a soft pleased hum a the pull to her skin. Her fingers reach into his hair, tugging lightly, pressing her fingertips to his scalp, parting her lips to allow an exhale of sound and warm breath.]
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