Her breath shudders from her lungs on the next exhale — a laugh, if she had the air to spare — and with him arching like that slips her fingers up into his hair and knots them there.
"If y'can't figure out how t'compliment me while we're havin' sex ... then we've got some a-awkward pillow talk in our future."
She pushes down on him, choking back a desperate moan, and her fingers go tight.
no subject
He — what?
Her breath shudders from her lungs on the next exhale — a laugh, if she had the air to spare — and with him arching like that slips her fingers up into his hair and knots them there.
"If y'can't figure out how t'compliment me while we're havin' sex ... then we've got some a-awkward pillow talk in our future."
She pushes down on him, choking back a desperate moan, and her fingers go tight.