((R)) every reason i go back || SCOUT

[nixon mason grey]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; padding: 0px; border-top: 20px solid #151515;][bg=2e4461] [style=background-color: 8e8855;position: relative; padding: 2px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 19px; color: #000000; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; opacity: 0.8]if i die young, bury me in satin Nixon sat in the middle of the room the nurse had led him to, his expression set in a look of boredom. He didn't have time for this. He didn't even want to be here. He was fine. He wasn't eating as much as he could still, but he wasn't getting as sick as he had been in the past. He was lucky if he threw up twice a day, and it was welcomed as opposed to the hours he had spent in the bathroom on days past. He was finally improving from the heavy addiction that had been forced upon him and he didn't want to be stuck in a doctor's office. Sighing softly to himself, he looked at his cell phone as it buzzed, knowing it was because Scout had replied to the im that he had sent her. Grabbing it from beside him, he responded quickly, although he kept signing himself off from the messenger. Grumbling in annoyance, he looked up as the doctor entered after the knock on the door. "Nixon, it's good to see you. You still look a bit thin though, huh?" The mans brow furrowed in worry, and Nixon shrugged his shoulders. "I've always been slender, so it doesn't worry me." He responded in a clipped tone, making it quite obvious that he didn't want to be here. The doctor, so used to Nixon's personality, sensed that the man wasn't thrilled so he went straight to work, drawing the blood samples that he would need to run and going through the exam. After the twenty minute look over, Nixon was finally free to go, and he let Scout know of his freedom. He would be by to pick her up in a half hour in order to bring her to lunch. And he certainly wasn't going to bring her for fish. His stomach turned at the very idea of that and he made a face as he walked forward and out of the office. Shaking his head, he shoved his phone into the pocket of his jeans, having dressed casually because he didn't have any meetings today. He had slowly been grasping his company back from his half-brother and it was something that was rejuvenating him. While everyone doubted him because of his physical state, Nixon knew that he would be able to take care of Grey Enterprises again because he had never ruined it before he had given it to Lysander. This was how he was going to prove himself. He was going to take it back after getting his health back and everyone would see. Sighing softly to himself, he ducked into the red and black Mercedes that had become easily recognized in the streets of Boston because of how unique it was. He recognized the flashes of the cameras as he closed his car door, ignoring the paparazzi as he normally did. Starting the car, he revved the engine and tore out of the parking lot, not caring as people jumped out of the way to avoid being taken out. They shouldn't have been so nosy. It was their own fault, in all honesty. Shaking his head, he zoomed through the familiar streets, coming across the condo he shared with Scout in less time than he had originally thought. Parking the car in the driveway, he hurried out of the car and up the stairs, taking his keys out of his pocket. Unlocking the door, he stepped inside, his grey eyes taking in the sight of the home. "Scout? Love, where are you? Are you ready to go?" [/style] WORDS - idek - NOTES - blegh - TAG - scout [/style]

table credited to madame marianna @ caution 2.0

[SCOUT ELAYNA GREY]

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WHERE THERE IS DESIRE
t h e r e i s g o n n a b e a f l a m e

Receiving Nixon's message letting her know he was entering the doctor's office for his exam, she stood from her laptop and walked to the dresser. Pulling her blond hair up in a ponytail which cascaded smoothly down her neck to her shoulders, she retrieved her ipod and earbuds and proceeded to fulfill a task she'd been meaning to do. She was finally bored enough to paint. Although the basement beneath the condo was intended for storage purposes only, she wanted to remodel it and turn it into something else. That's where the paint came in.

She'd had too much time on her hands since she'd been fired from the police force, and she found she was as destitute as she'd imagined she would be. There was an emptiness in her where her job had once been, but Nixon had begun filling that space. She loved him more than she'd ever loved her job. However, she didn't want to be a burden to him: some useless, pretty object to sit around his house like the many antiques and collectibles he already owned.

Grabbing her paint bucket from the garage, she pried it open once she reached the finished basement and dipped her paintbrush within. Shoving the earbuds in her ears, she began dancing to the music pumping into her head as she painted. Unfortunately, this caused her to miss Nixon's message that he was on his way home, and she even missed his arrival completely. She lost track of time, having meant to merely paint as much as she could before lunchtime, and she'd painted the entire wall. It wasn't until his voice overpowered the music playing through her earbuds that she hastily stowed the paint bucket and brush and scurried up the stairs.

Bursting out of the hallway leading down to the basement, she smiled sheepishly at him, strands of her hair having fallen loose and hanging around her face. She had paint on her right cheek where she'd managed to splatter herself, and she was obviously not ready since she was dressed in cut-off denim short shorts and an old tee shirt that was covered in paint from projects-past. She hadn't told him the full details about her project because she wanted to surprise him, so she grinned innocently at him and rocked from her toes to her heels as she looked up at him.

"I lost track of time," she admitted, crossing the space between them and kissing him chastely on his lips. "I'll go get ready."

Turning, she took to the stairs which carried her up into their bedroom. Examining herself in the mirror, she frowned at the paint splotch on her face and went to the bathroom to scrub it clean. Deciding she liked her hair a bit messy, she decided not to redo it and, instead, changed her clothes so she was wearing something suitable for the winter weather. Grabbing a scarf just in case, she leapt back down the stairs, bouncing down them until she reached the living room once more.

"Okay, sorry, I'm ready."

Joining him, she linked her fingers with his and allowed him to lead her as he was wont to do. She knew how it pleased him to take care of her and to be in control, and even though she enjoyed screwing with that complex on occasion, she also had grown to enjoy allowing him to take that control. There were no power games between them any more - unless it was intentional.

"So, how did it go?" she asked as she hugged herself against his arm, squeezing his hand gently. "I hope toast is on the list of foods you're allowed to eat because that's about the closest I get to cooking. Although I did almost burn the condo down trying to boil water that one time..." She smiled impishly, using her self-deprecating humor to lighten his mood since he was inevitably peeved by the doctor's visit. She knew how he hated them, and she couldn't blame him.

NOTES BABIESSSS <333

THANKS

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[nixon mason grey]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 420px; padding: 0px; border-top: 20px solid #151515;][bg=2e4461] [style=background-color: 8e8855;position: relative; padding: 2px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 19px; color: #000000; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; opacity: 0.8]if i die young, bury me in satin His brow furrowed as he studied the living space around him, wondering where she could be. There didn't seem to be any sounds coming from any specific part of the condo. It was in that moment that he heard an excited yip and his grey eyes turned to bring in the sight of the mostly grown Airedale bounding towards him, her short stub of a tail wagging furiously in greeting. Nixon had grown rather fond of the dog in recent months, for she had become his constant companion, along with Scout. When Scout had gone to the store or done things for him when he was still rather sick, Rebel had cuddled up against his side, bonding with him more than he ever thought possible. Grinning slightly as she jumped up on him, her paws nearly reaching his chest, he rubbed her furry face between his hands. "Hey you. Where's your mother, huh?" He questioned the pup rhetorically, scratching behind her ears as her entire body wiggled furiously even as she stayed propped up against him. Finally she seemed content enough with her greeting and soon got down, bouncing over to one of the many bones that were littered around the condo for her. Shaking his head, he glanced over as he heard footsteps coming up the stairs. When his eyes took in the sight of his fiancee, the small smile that lit his features could be considered infectious. "You are definitely not ready." He informed her, raising an eyebrow teasingly. Shaking his head, he watched her sheepishly rush up the stairs that led to their shared bedroom and he took to pacing back and forth, as had become his habit ever since he had gotten better. When she finally re-emerged from the second story, he took in the sight of her hungrily. They hadn't slept together since he had gotten back from Ghana. It had been months, but he hadn't been ready. He hadn't been comfortable with himself and he certainly hadn't been well enough. But as she stood in front of him, a new intensity rose from deep within him, his grey eyes taking on that familiar, yet long lost penetrating look that they had long since lost. But it was back now, fully recharged, and quite breath taking for anyone who met his intense gaze. His eyes swept up from her long legs, combing over her body that was once so familiar to him. Meeting her gaze, his breath caught in his throat even as she questioned him about what the doctor had said. Shaking his head, he shrugged it off. "I think I just lost my appetite." He admitted to her, his tone taking on a carnal sound as his lust overpowered him. He felt a reaction deep within his stomach, the headiness taking over him before he could even begin to hope to stop it. "I need you. Right now." He stated, his voice commanding. It nearly reminded him of the night that they had first slept together. It had been a fight of power, it had been him commanding her and controlling her. For some reason, the control freak part of his personality brandished its ugly head now and he couldn't hope to control it. Stepping forward, he closed the distance between them in seconds, his grey eyes darkening with lust as his hands closed around her waist. He forced her to step backwards until her back met the wall with force. He couldn't stop himself now. It was as if he was possessed, but he needed her in every way possible. Leaning in without hesitation, his lips crashed hungrily against hers, his tongue moving to part her lips instantly, meeting hers as he combed it over her teeth. Sucking on her tongue forcefully, his hands traveled up her sides and found her breasts. Fondling her, he lost what little control he had left when it came to his passions, although he was going to be very much in control of her during this passionate affair. His hands left her breasts in that moment and he let them slip beneath her shirt, playing with the hem of it before wrenching it over her head with little time to spare. Pressing himself up against her, he let her feel his hardness, letting her know that she could still do this to him. Enough was enough. He was done with not having her. Pulling his mouth from hers, he let his lips travel along her jawline, his teeth nipping and pulling at the tender skin there. He hovered on her neck, his lips sucking and biting hard in order to leave a mark that claimed her as his. He didn't care who saw it. She belonged to him. His hands were now beneath her bra, kneading and fondling her hardening nipples. Breathless with want now, he pulled away from her, his grey eyes dark and foreboding. "Upstairs. Now." He ordered her instantly, watching her to see if she would listen to him or not. [/style] WORDS - idek - NOTES - blegh - TAG - scout [/style]

table credited to madame marianna @ caution 2.0

[SCOUT ELAYNA GREY]

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WHERE THERE IS DESIRE
t h e r e i s g o n n a b e a f l a m e

she asked him about his doctor's visit as she became preoccupied by digging around in her purse for her lip gloss. successfully finding it, she withdrew it as she left the bottom step on the staircase and glanced up at him. she recognized the glint in his eyes as he answered her, his voice growing gravelly in a familiar way that caused a tug in the pit of her belly. she actually stopped short, her arms swinging down to her sides as she stood beside him, her blue eyes looking up into his gray. heat rushed through her chest, accompanied by the heavy beating of her heart. she hadn't seen him look at her in that way in so long, since long before everything that had happened with sloan. she knew him well enough to know what he needed and what he wanted, and she was satiated by knowing her presence was enough for him.

she didn't feel shorted or neglected, on the contrary, she loved to see him look at her with love in his eyes when she'd believed she would never see it again. their relationship had been interspersed with moments of intensity and passion and tenderness, and she loved every side of it. but, as he looked down at her with that intensity in his gaze that was reminiscent of the first night they'd met, she swallowed heavily and her heart fluttered wildly in her chest. "so you're not hungry anymore..." she murmured thickly, her voice catching in her throat as he turned toward her. his next words made her light-headed, and her nerve endings lit up with a life they hadn't had in months.

"right now?" she asked, her tone mildly playful and testing as he turned fully to face her. Her eyebrow rose, seeing the command spark in his eyes. "what if i'm hungry?" she challenged him, the ghost of a smile flickering over her lips.

he advanced on her quicker than she could escape him, and his grip on her waist almost took her off of her feet. she naturally stepped backward as he pushed her with him, her back connecting hard with the wall and temporarily driving the wind from her lungs. the air rushed out of her mouth and her eyes closed for a moment before flickering back open to look testily up at him. she didn't get a word in before he was kissing her, his mouth commanding hers and taking what he wanted from her.

her lips parted to accept his tongue into her mouth, and she moaned within her throat when he sucked on her tongue. lifting on to her toes, she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him, her nerves singing wildly at the taste of him. they'd kissed since ghana, but not like this. she relished in the passion of the kiss, arching her back away from the wall. the curves of her body filled his hands as he explored her, and her head spun as he powerfully handled her. she hadn't known how badly she'd missed him this way until now, and she whined involuntarily as his kisses grew even more heated and his fingers slid beneath her shirt.

she was thrust backward unceremoniously as he pulled her shirt violently upward, and her golden hair caught up in it just to cascade around her bare shoulders as he tossed the shirt aside. she sucked in a sharp, audible breath of air as he crushed her against the wall and she felt him pressed against her. with his mouth still claiming hers, she felt the heat of his own breath sucked in to her lungs with her pleasant surprise.

then, just as soon as he'd begun kissing her, his lips moved down her jaw, teasing her and driving her passions higher until her heart felt it might explode from her chest. heat rose through her neck and filled her lungs until another involuntary keen of want escaped her throat. nothing resisted him as his hands ran up her stomach and beneath her bra, and the combination of him sucking on her skin and his hot touch against her made her eyes roll back in her head. her head thumped against the wall as her knees went weak and she melted against him. "nixon..."

her fingers dug in to his sides, holding herself upright and her body instinctively pleading with him, wanting him. when he pulled away from her, looking down at her with his black eyes as she panted breathlessly, using the wall and her grip on his shirt for support, she watched him avidly, wantonly. as if it wasn't already obvious by the physical reactions of her body to his touch and his kisses, her eyes burned with a latent desire for him that he'd awoken by touching her in such a way.

she narrowed her eyes at him as he ordered her upstairs, her natural contrariness flashing through her eyes. she defied him for a moment, watching him defiantly with a small smile curving onto her lips. "i could..." she answered, her voice as thick and hot as his as she leaned toward him, her fingers hooking in the hem of his pants and pulling him against her before pushing roughly against him as she pushed herself away from the wall. "But what would be the fun in going willingly?"

with her fingers hooked in his waistband, she ran her fingers against his skin, looking up at him with feigned innocence and defiance. "how..." she released the waistband and ran her fingers beneath his shirt, digging her fingertips into his skin, "...are you..." she leaned closer to him as her hands traced around his torso to his back, "...going to make me?" she pulled his shirt up to reveal his chest, and her lips kissed him just below his ribcage. her tongue danced across his skin, drawing a line up the center of his stomach.

standing up, she pushed his shirt off over his head and dropped it in the direction hers had fallen, her blue eyes flashing up at him. standing on her tiptoes, she ran her hand into his hair, roughly pulling his mouth down to meet hers. her other hand gripped his bicep, squeezing slightly as their bare stomachs touched.

pulling away from him, she smiled to herself and looked back up at him, raising her eyebrows slightly. "now, i'll go upstairs," she commented nonchalantly, turning her back on him and going for the stairs that would lead her up to the bedroom on the top level.

NOTES BABIESSSS <333

THANKS

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[nixon mason grey]

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She needed him just as he needed her, and while they had both been content with what they had without the sexual nature of things in their relationship since his addiction, they both wanted this now. It was obvious as she responded to him, it was obvious in the way that he worked her beneath his fingers. He had missed touching her in this fashion, he had missed making her squirm beneath him and his eyes flashed hotly as she returned his kisses. However, he should had known she wouldn't come quietly. She never did and her reaction to his order made him raise an eyebrow in discontent. He refused to touch her as she touched him, feeling her fingers wrap around his waistband and his belt. Looking to the side as she began to touch his skin, he felt like a hot fire was following in the wake of her touch, but he refused to react in a way that she could see. Stubborn as always, and completely in control of his stoic self, he was going to drive her crazy with his silence. Turning his eyes to her as she lifted her hands up under his shirt, he fixed her with his brazen gaze, allowing her to touch him and not stepping back, as he wanted to do. His heart beat was coming fast and hard, but that was the only response he warranted her as her tongue traveled up his thin stomach. As she removed his shirt, he ducked his head slightly to allow her to get it off more easily. Standing there with her, his hot skin touched hers as she pulled his head down, their lips meeting once more in a steamy kiss. He didn't respond as openly as he could have and it was all to make her angry, but he didn't know if he was succeeding. Resisting the urge to grin, he watched her dance away from him, announcing that now she would go upstairs. The challenge rose in his eyes as he watched her reach the bottom stair, and he left their deposited shirts where they were, striding quickly across the room and grabbing her wrist rather roughly. "You're mine, do you understand?" His voice filled the silence, passionate and demanding. She would never belong to anyone else because he would never let her go, and he needed her to know that now. His eyes took on a look of sincerity for a moment, the love coupled with the passion there. He just needed her to know that he loved her and he would never let anything happen to them again like it had. No matter what. His tenderness cleared after a moment, replaced with the sudden need and want to be rough with her like he had been that first night they had met. Where he had pleasured her on the hood of some stranger's car. He knew that she wasn't going to make it up those stairs without him pleasuring her first. Turning them quickly, he moved her up against the wall that framed the stairs, his fingers working expertly at the button of her jeans. Raising his intense grey eyes, he watched her for a reaction. "You should have just listened to me." He warned her, no expression filling his eyes except for the raw passion and control that hadn't shown in his gaze for months. Yanking her pants down over her hips, he made her step out of them and he threw them back down the way that they had come. Working quickly, his fingers traced the top line of her underwear, his eyes never leaving hers as he slipped his touch beneath the soft fabric. Finding her heat, he felt his own passion climb, but he controlled himself as he worked his fingers inside of her, wanting to stroke her into a release that would leave her breathless. As his fingers worked, his lips found her shoulder, kissing the hot skin there as he continued to press her up against the wall. He trailed his kisses up to her neck, his tongue licking, his teeth still nipping, until he found her lips. Catching her bottom lip between his teeth, he pulled for a moment, nipping, before crashing his lips into hers and meeting her tongue with his, still working her up with his touch to her heat. However, when he felt her straining against him, nearly close to release, he pulled his fingers free, the devilish look crossing his features. Pulling his lips away from hers, he whispered in her ear. "That's going to happen a lot tonight, love. Until you're begging me to let you, it'll never happen." He informed her with a sudden nip to her ear. Before she could argue, he swooped her into his arms, carrying her up the stairs so she couldn't fight against him. Reaching their shared bedroom, he kicked the door shut behind them, tossing her onto the bed before following after her, hovering over her now. "I'm going to make you scream again, Scout." He told her, his fingers working quickly to remove her of her bra, to take off her underwear, leaving her naked below him. Admiring her openly as he stood up suddenly, he undid his belt and slipped his jeans down over his slender hips, his eyes never leaving hers as he undressed himself. Finally free, he was over her in seconds again, and he didn't give her a warning. He slammed his hips forward, thrusting roughly into her and pulling her arms over her head, denying her the act of touching him. He was in control now and he wouldn't relinquish that control until she was screaming. [/style] WORDS - idek - NOTES - blegh - TAG - scout [/style]

table credited to madame marianna @ caution 2.0

[SCOUT ELAYNA GREY]

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WHERE THERE IS DESIRE
t h e r e i s g o n n a b e a f l a m e

she sensed the rebellion within him instantly. they'd played this game before - long before either of them had known they were falling for one another - but this time was different. it felt fresh and enlivening because she knew he wasn't going to leave, and she wasn't going to leave. they knew each other better, better to push one another's buttons. it was a game they excelled at together, and a smile almost curved over her lips at the thought of it.

however, his deliberate attempts to make no sound successfully rankled her. she always gave far more away when he touched her than the other way around, and she had a deep-seated desire to make him show some sort of reaction to her. but he never did, not when he was trying to challenge her like he was doing now. his face became impassive, driving her insane wanting to know what he was thinking. after all this time, she still couldn't read him if he didn't want her to, and it was infuriating. it made her heart beat faster in her chest, and in the strangest way, turned her on even more. when she kissed him, feeling him tense and resist only raised her body temperature and made her growl quietly in her throat. he knew what to do to get beneath her skin, and they both knew it. she was his plaything, he knew it and she knew it, but she found herself not caring. she'd been putty in his hands for quite some time now.

knowing she was getting nowhere here, she turned and headed for the stairs, her hips swinging slightly as she waltzed across the distance to the hallway. he moved so silently, she didn't hear him come after her. she felt his grip tight on her wrist, pulling her back around so she was looking up into his gray eyes. her breath caught in her throat at the burning intensity in his gaze, and her lips parted in a small, pleased gasp. the only part of them that touched was his hand on her wrist, but her body felt as if it was on fire. his words, announcing commandingly that she was his, made her brain buzz with excitement and arousal. her eyes darkened as she looked up at him, her eyes hooded as she gazed up at the man she loved and would always love. she saw the sincerity in his face and knew that his pronouncement of claim over her was the same as him telling her he loved her.

"mind, body, and soul," scout confirmed, standing frozen in his gaze even as her body writhed to touch him. she felt like jelly as he held her enraptured by his touch and his eyes.

when he turned her, her instincts took over and she naturally moved with him as he pressed her roughly against the wall again. her blue eyes were riveted on him as his fingers slid down her bare torso and into the hem of her jeans. she sucked in an audible breath and trembled involuntarily as the want for him coursed visibly through her body. her eyes snapped up to meet his, returning his impassive gaze with one of her own. passion and lust and desire and want seethed behind her eyes, visible to him, and she wanted to throw herself around him and beg him to take her, but she wouldn't. if he wanted to play this game, then she would play this game.

he roughly yanked her jeans away from her hips, making her insides clench excitedly as she forced herself to look into his face as he rose to face her. his thick words sent a shiver down her spine, and her eyebrows rose ever so slightly as she watched him. when his fingers slipped slowly into her panties, she clenched her jaw as her body trembled against him. he could feel it, she knew he could, and there was nothing she could do to resist. that old, familiar frustration welled up within her, knowing she was defenseless against his touch, and it showed as she glared hotly up at him. his hand slid down her waist, making her anticipation grow until his fingers slid between her thighs.

she gasped audibly, and she smacked herself mentally, knowing she'd given him the momentary satisfaction of winning. her teeth clenched and her hands naturally reached for him, digging into his bare arms as he leaned over her and began to kiss her. raising involuntarily on her tip toes from the pressure of his hand, she leaned her head away from him as he nipped her then licked her then kissed her, never repeating the same pattern twice with his mouth so it was a surprise every time. she was crushed to the wall now, helpless against his will, and she whined with want as his mouth crested her jawline and found hers. she desperately wanted to kiss him, but he denied her by biting her bottom lip, making her growl in pleasure and frustration. even as the sound left her throat, he relinquished and kissed her, a rough dominant kiss, and she moaned against his mouth as she felt herself tightening around his fingers.

instantly, his touch was gone, leaving her dangling right over the precipice that she now so badly wanted to cross. his voice was hot against her ear as she leaned against him, clinging to him as she heard his words telling her how he was going to tease her. narrowing her eyes, she tried to move away from him to tell him she refused to beg him, but he scooped her up so quickly she squealed in surprise instead. she giggled in spite of herself, thankful that her legs were pressed together so she could get a handle on herself.

but as soon as they entered the bedroom, she lost any grip she had over her self-control. her back hit the bed and she bounced slightly beneath him as he hovered over her, so in control and sexy. her eyes smoldered as she watched him and smirked at his comment. "i'm willing to watch while you try," she remarked, biting her bottom lip. she shifted her weight as his fingers slipped around her back and removed the clasp on her bra and then his hot touch finished disrobing her by removing her panties. goosebumps of anticipation rose over her tanned flesh, and her pupils dilated wantonly as he brazenly admired her.

she watched him intently as he matched her state of undress, and she pulled a deep breath in to her lungs as he stood before her. she hadn't seen him so confident in months, and her blood sang through her veins with desire. squirming impatiently, she started to sit up, but just as soon as she twitched he was back over her, pressing her in to the bed and pinning her hands over her head. he moved so quickly she didn't have time to take it all in before his weight drilled in to her and she cried out involuntarily from the connection. her stomach muscles clenched and her hands curled into fists as her body reacted to the feel of him. it had been too long, and she almost went over the edge with that initial contact.

"oh," she breathed, her voice husky and desirous. she ached to touch him, and he knew it, so he denied her what she wanted. her back arched as he roughly filled her again, and an even keen escaped her throat. closing her eyes tightly, she desperately tried to resist her body that was begging and pleading to give in to him. her willpower was strong, and even as sweat beaded on her skin from the effort, she opened her eyes and stared him down. her blue gaze flashed with defiance she knew would infuriate him and turn him on.

"maybe you should be the one to scream," she pointed out in a guttural tone. a wicked smile crossed her lush lips as she tightened the muscles between her legs and felt the delicious feel of the two of them together. she moaned, pleased, and her head dug backward in to the pillows before she sucked in a breath and looked back up at him. "but it won't be me unless you prove that it's worth it..." she defied him, her grin in direct disobedience to his order to her earlier. "prove that i belong to you." she cocked her head slightly, leaning her head up to nip his lip before her head fell back into the golden puddle of her hair. she knew he would tease her, take her to the edge just to drop her, but she wanted him to. she wanted him to test her, just like she would test him.

NOTES BABIESSSS <333

THANKS

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