It would be impossible for her to doubt exactly what those moans mean, and she has no intention of ignoring them. Only reveling in his closeness first. His need pressed against her continues to ask rather than demand as his hands cause her to arch into their path, hair falling back away from her face. Yes, she needs him, too. Just a little more. The right trigger. Like his question.
What is a name if it cannot be given or taken or used? Nothing and everything. A name, then, for him and for her. She brushes her lips against his ear gently. "Maeve." A deep shudder runs through her after she says the word. There is no telltale little flare that says she's lying when she gives him the name. Only the knowledge that it is true.
There are still people who love them, so maybe you'll be one of them!
It would be impossible for her to doubt exactly what those moans mean, and she has no intention of ignoring them. Only reveling in his closeness first. His need pressed against her continues to ask rather than demand as his hands cause her to arch into their path, hair falling back away from her face. Yes, she needs him, too. Just a little more. The right trigger. Like his question.
What is a name if it cannot be given or taken or used? Nothing and everything. A name, then, for him and for her. She brushes her lips against his ear gently. "Maeve." A deep shudder runs through her after she says the word. There is no telltale little flare that says she's lying when she gives him the name. Only the knowledge that it is true.