seduced.
“ – MMM. ” he’s OBEDIENT ;; ADONIS beneath her, carved MARBLE and plaster. his hands rest on either side of her thighs, but they ITCH unbearably so – she’s much too CLOSE, much too DELICIOUS, to be requesting the relinquish of his CONTROL. he wants, very MUCH, to slide his palms up the length of her, take the HEAVY fall of her hair in his hands and grip TIGHT. but he is obedient, UNMOVING beneath her, save the SLOW curve of his lips, MIRTH brightening his eyes alongside the dark pitch of LUST. “i would HATE to be WRONG. several things come to MIND. ”
it’s a challenge to resist taunting him further —– and so stops resisting. the tidbit of MADNESS she can draw from him only makes the main course more DELECTABLE. she wiggles on top of him —- something she tries to make seem like a position adjustment ( IT’S NOT ) —– as she sits over his hips. ❛ no wrong answers, ❜ she retorts with her small, continuous grin – which is starting to curve upwards with a malicious tone. ❛ what am i thinking? – an even BETTER question, though; what … am i … gonna do with you? ❜
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