Kate's heard a lot of things during a good fuck. Maybe she's even heard I love you, but not from someone who meant it. Her fingers curl deep into the muscles of his back and she hauls herself up his cock, spreads herself wider to let him in, as far in as he can be.
She tilts her head aside, offering her throat, too. Offering herself for him to mark, as dark as he wants to match the claim he already fucking seared into her brain. "All yours," she tells him because she can't say what he probably really wants to hear.
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Date: 2011-11-28 09:33 pm (UTC)She tilts her head aside, offering her throat, too. Offering herself for him to mark, as dark as he wants to match the claim he already fucking seared into her brain. "All yours," she tells him because she can't say what he probably really wants to hear.