451. Good Enough
"It wasn't!" She said stubbornly.
"It wasn't?" He repeated. "I guess we have to change that in the next round."
Mauve's eyes widened. She could tell by the glint in his eyes that she may have bitten off more than she could chew.
He slowly pulled out of her, just to the tip, and then back in. The loud sound of bodies colliding echoed in the room. Mauve felt her eyes roll to the back of her head.
"I figured I should pick it up a notch since the last round wasn't good enough for you," he whispered into her ears, his tongue licking lightly.
He drew away from her ear and looked at her face. She caught his expression from the dim light the candle provided. His eyes and lustful expression had her enthralled.
The fact that he wanted her, not hiding it, bolstered her desire and she could feel herself warming up again. The familiar feeling of want carefully crept in.