[He doesn't think he'll ever get tired of the way it feels when she comes apart around him, like she's lost in her own ecstasy, like nothing else matters for that one moment. It's like a sliver of something secret, something that's only theirs, something that stays with him just as strongly as the smell of her hair, her skin.
Breathless, he looks at her with lidded eyes, his expression intense, stormy, but difficult to pin down. It's more than lust, it's more than chemistry, the resort-- and he doesn't want to narrow it any further, but words sneak into his mind anyway.
The way he kisses her back, deep and longing and affectionate, that too is theirs alone. Hers. Hers alone.]
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Breathless, he looks at her with lidded eyes, his expression intense, stormy, but difficult to pin down. It's more than lust, it's more than chemistry, the resort-- and he doesn't want to narrow it any further, but words sneak into his mind anyway.
The way he kisses her back, deep and longing and affectionate, that too is theirs alone. Hers. Hers alone.]