[Hearing his name gasped out like that is almost too fucking much. He's oblivious to the water, oblivious to everything but her and that sweet praise on her lips as she finally gets what she was after, and he goes right with her. After all that buildup, it takes no time at all for that spark in him to snap, bright and hot, as he tugs her down onto him and keeps her there, as close as can be, while he laps water off her collarbone and throat.
When he finally sees clarity again, and not just red hair and stars, he gives a soft, contented hum and loosens his hold, turns it into a caress up and down her back.]
You play a tough game, babe. But I think we both won.
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When he finally sees clarity again, and not just red hair and stars, he gives a soft, contented hum and loosens his hold, turns it into a caress up and down her back.]
You play a tough game, babe. But I think we both won.