The reaction that Hyperion had to her made her think they might be even for every single time he had made her squeak. A breathy laugh slipped from her as he pulled her to him and they were kissing again. She all but melted into him, though just as her arms had been moving to slip around his neck… He was gone and she was looking down at him, a gasping moan slipping from her. “Shit.” Her one hand dropped to rest on his shoulder, just using him to steady herself. She had a feeling he might make her knees weak and holding on seemed like a good idea.
The other hand however came up to comb through his hair, gently tugging as she neared the end of the hair that she could pull. She wasn’t intending to pull him off her breast, she was fully intending to let him play with the rings. She loosened her grip on his hair and let her nails scratch down the back of his neck. She really hoped they didn’t get interrupted this time, the thought had her hazel eyes growing wider as she lifted her hand up to tug at his hair once again, though this time it was to get him to look at her. “Please tell me your phone can’t go off and call you away in two seconds?” She would kick someone’s ass personally if it happened again.