Hungry was easy to deal with, hell, she practically embodied that even on a good day. Somewhere between their lips meeting and the inevitable parting she smiled, not teasingly or cruel just genuinely pleased. Being touched and wanted again was indescribable, especially after having faced the possibility that he might never hold a lasting interest in her, physically. It didn't have to be about love to be easy and that was what made it great, and so easy to be distracted by his excitement, giving up on his clothes and dropping her touch just enough to shamelessly feel him through the material. What could she say? Curiosity was a pervasive trait. Just feeling became just stroking because half-hard wasn't as good as completely, and the only thing she wanted just as much as him inside of her was to make him want this even more than he already did.
She actually pouted when pulled from her but in those few seconds she managed to get her hair undone and boots off, she might have gotten to her dress but not kissing Roland wasn't a good decision. She nipped gently at his lower lip at first but then with increasing roughness, in part because there wasn't anything wrong with being a little mean, and because she wasn't out to genuinely hurt him. This time she was determined to get his pants undone and on the floor, her free hand pushing at her fucking useless dress.
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Date: 2015-02-04 09:19 pm (UTC)She actually pouted when pulled from her but in those few seconds she managed to get her hair undone and boots off, she might have gotten to her dress but not kissing Roland wasn't a good decision. She nipped gently at his lower lip at first but then with increasing roughness, in part because there wasn't anything wrong with being a little mean, and because she wasn't out to genuinely hurt him. This time she was determined to get his pants undone and on the floor, her free hand pushing at her fucking useless dress.