She feels a mixture of amusement, frustration, and pleasure when he pushes inside her. He stretches her beautifully, but he hesitates. She almost, almost whines.
"I'll be better," she turns her head to catch his lips, nip harshly at his lower lip that it borders on mean. "When you get moving, Mr. Eames."
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Date: 2016-12-05 07:25 am (UTC)"I'll be better," she turns her head to catch his lips, nip harshly at his lower lip that it borders on mean. "When you get moving, Mr. Eames."
She said she could take it, and she meant it.