Her words played passionate melodies across his weathered skin. His breathing became slower, stopping almost completely as his heart raced beneath his chest at her touch. He had waited so long for this closeness between him that now that it was happening his body reacted as if it had never been touched by another living soul.
As her words reached his ear an audible sigh escaped his lips, Adria her name came out breathy and deep. pa gen anyen mwen vle plis pase ou. You are all I've ever wanted. he said quietly, in her native language, for only her ears to hear.
He moved slowly, carefully, as if this strong, beautiful woman was made of porcelain. His lips trailed heated touches down her neck and across her back. His sides expanded and collapsed in anxious breaths as he moved around her. He nipped her softly along her flank, his midnight eyes never leaving her delicate face.
The question always there as he maneuvered behind her, was this okay? Was she okay with this? Her needs and wants always before his own, though passion filled his gut and the need to be one with her had replaced every other thought inside his head.
He mounted her then, not wanting to deny her or himself the one thing they both wanted in this moment. His lips and teeth tangled against her soft, sandy locks as he commited to every gentle, soft curve of hers beneath him, memorizing this moment. Lust clouded his eyes as he commited every ounce of himself to her, but all the while making sure he did not hurt her. Her petite frame had never seemed intimidating until his heavy body lay passionately across her.
His heated, panting breaths mingled with sweet nothings, You... are everything to me.
JAKUB
and out he came, holding his brothers heel
@[Adria] oooooh. Spicy.