Hayley gasped into the kiss as he swept her into his arms, her own tightening around him at the sudden move. Then she had to laugh a little, delighted, before kissing him more hungrily.
By the time he kicked the door closed, her hands had slid to his tie and were busy undoing it. She'd waited so long, wanted him for so long, that impatience was getting the best of her. Tugging at the material, she got it free and tossed it away, moving for his buttons as best she could reach the way he held her and with her mouth busy.
Heat was racing along under her skin and everything--everything--was so much...more. She'd thought the world had sharpened, been more intense when the wolf woke almost eight years ago now. That was nothing compared to how the taste of him, the slide of his fingers over her, felt now.
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2014-07-22 17:54 (UTC)By the time he kicked the door closed, her hands had slid to his tie and were busy undoing it. She'd waited so long, wanted him for so long, that impatience was getting the best of her. Tugging at the material, she got it free and tossed it away, moving for his buttons as best she could reach the way he held her and with her mouth busy.
Heat was racing along under her skin and everything--everything--was so much...more. She'd thought the world had sharpened, been more intense when the wolf woke almost eight years ago now. That was nothing compared to how the taste of him, the slide of his fingers over her, felt now.