"I suppose I've taken for granted that most blokes I'm around know that they're good looking," Minerva said, smirking as he pulled her in.
Her hands went to his shoulders, fingernails pressing as she was kissed and Minerva whimpered slightly. This was a bit more forceful than their previous snogging, which had been tender and searching.
"Yes, forty-something years is much, much too long," Minerva husked, licking her lips.
Her knees went up on either side of Gideon's slender hips, and she arched up against him. They discovered how sensitive her throat was - the scars of the bite marks from when she had been turned. Minerva shivered and sighed under him.
"Yessss," she hissed, her hand going to his head and fingers curling through thick, soft hair. Holding his mouth to her neck. She wanted to feel his teeth on her neck and it wasn't something she was surprised about.
Since her turning, Minerva found herself turned on by different things and while she had rough sex before, never had it felt as good as this. And this wasn't even close to rough as she felt Gideon's sure hands on her body and his mouth on her skin.