"Behave," she warned, leaning in to trail a kiss along his temple, her lips lingering, tasting the salt of his skin. "Or I'll be forced to…" Her teeth closed gently on his earlobe, tugging lightly, sending a shiver through him that she felt all the way to her toes. 'I love this, controlling the pace, watching him fight not to take over… but I know he will, and that's what makes it thrilling.'
"Fates save me," he said, not sounding remotely like someone who needed saving, his voice thick with amusement and desire. His hips shifted subtly, pressing up to meet her grind, the contact sending a spark straight to her center.
Her blouse slipped further with the next movement; his fingertips found bare skin where fabric used to be, tracing the curve of her breast, thumb flicking over her nipple until it peaked under his touch.
"Aah~"
The contact drew a tiny sound from her throat—half-moan, half-laugh—and she kissed him hard, rocking with a rhythm that matched the thud of his heart.
