[m] the evening primrose opes anew

Lilin Soulstorm · 07-25-2012, 10:14 PM

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Logic and intuition told her what to expect- at least, she'd assumed as much until her tiny comment unlocked the floodgates of opportunity. Her eyelids shut automatically as he filled her completely, increasing the momentum mere seconds after her approval had been granted. It took the breath right out of her. She owed one out of two breaths to his brief retreats; a time when she'd brace herself for another forceful thrust. Her arms adhered to his body as desperately as before, searching for stability amidst helplessness. His movements had intent- the time for play had passed, he was in control and she was in for the ride of her life. Lilin had lost control of everything- her cries multiplied and heightened with each push forward.

When the Soulstorm heir finally worked up the strength to reopen her eyes, she could scarcely recognize the male on top of her. There was a fierceness about him she'd never seen before. His emerald gaze was slightly glazed with untamable pleasure - he seemed lost in ecstasy. Lilin took the initiative to wrap her legs around his lower torso when he repositioned his arm and drove into her deeper, faster. She experienced a wide variety of emotions throughout their union, only one of which she could pinpoint - pride swelled inside of her, an instinctive response to the dominance he exerted at that very moment. He belonged to her.

She'd caught the forewarning in his eyes and immediately understood what would come. He pounded into with even bigger enthusiasm right before everything ceased, safe for a few sketchy hip jerks. When his body returned to lay atop of her, Lilin said nothing; her weariness matched his as she melted into his comforting embrace. She wanted to stay like this forever.

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