Re: Deluxe floor: 12:10 am
She cried out when he slid into her, and she clung to him. Her hand slid down between their bodies, and she used her fingers to bring herself more pleasure with each thrust of his inside her. This, this, this is what she had been missing. She didn't know his name; she didn't need to. He was what she wanted; this was what she wanted.
She wound her fingers in his dark hair, and she tugged his head down, caught his mouth in a kiss of pure, claiming want. This man, this moment, it was hers.
She pulled away from the kiss and looked into his eyes with her own, every bit the regal Queen. "Mine," she said with the voice of an angel, the intent of the succubus she was behind the words.