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Rose Zeller (_rose_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Rose laughed, flattered and touched by his compliments. It was new, this level of compliments, it was vain and shallow but so different from the years when it had all been friendly and based on their insides. There wasn’t a shadow of doubt in her, that Rolf loved her for her who she was and not for her body or breasts or anything else like this, but this level of pure, unadulterated lust added to all of the deep feelings that had been there for years was refreshing and intoxicating.

Rolf’s laugh really did do things to her. She had heard him laugh before, but never like this, never with want for her lacing through it, almost making it sound like a rumbling growl. She shrieked with delight when he scooped her up, her arms looping around his neck as she trusted him completely to be mindful of his leg in all this. “I want you, dragul meu,” she murmured against his neck, her tongue licking a teasing trail to his jaw.

Lying on the bed – unceremoniously though the depositing was – she just managed to grin up at him before his breath once again took her breath away. Being wrapped around him in the water had felt amazing, but like this, with him a comfortable and highly sexy weight on top of her and the way his hardness pressed against her, making her want for him throb deliciously. She arched against him, pressing up against, seeking more of that wonderful friction. “I want you to see me,” she said, letting her arms come to rest on the pillow above her head, exposing herself completely to him. “And taste and touch and…” without any preamble she reached down and pulled off her bikini top, so he could see, so she could feel. The bottoms would have to wait.