Some people believe that humans are completely autonomous beings. They control themselves and for the most part, are in control of their own destinies. That is until, they give their autonomy away like little gifts wrapped in delicate, gold coverings with a small note expressing that said human, is now belonging to the one who received the gift, like a possession, a piece of property. Some say strong feelings cause one to give away such a precious gift, some say only one feeling can evoke such a radical decision to give up such freedom. Some say it's love.
"Every bone in my body is begging me to devour you." He was just too close, clouding my senses and making my head foggy.
"Every bone?" My voice was breathless, barley above a whisper as his calloused fingers lowered to drag across the inner flesh of my thighs.
"There's one in particular just dying to know how it feels to be buried between your legs." His hands slid back down before hooking behind my knees to drag my ass to the edge of the table and press himself against me.
An involuntary moan slipped past my lips. "Maybe you should find out." What are you saying, Quinn?
He moved closer, pressing his face into my neck to kiss and nip at the skin some more. His lips moved up across my jaw, "I should, shouldn't I?"
My mouth opened to reply but only a silent moan escaped me because his hand was beneath my skirt and his thumb was pressing deliciously between my folds.
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